I understand. In a small way, I empathize with it. There's comfort in the familiar, and we may be tied to place by this comfort as well as felt obligations. Meanwhile, there are places that loom ominously before us, full of uncertainties and certainties alike. Rejection and violence, possible misery.
It's nothing you should have to endure.
[...]
I should speak more plainly. I mean Ukraine.
I showed you what the media has said about me because I want you to know I've caused scandals, or been embroiled in them, and that there are hazards no matter where I go. It wasn't because I expect you to come live with me in Kyiv or Odesa - although Odesa is very pleasant for holidays.
[...]
I'd like to [...] date with you.
No, that's not how to say it. Date to you
Date. I'd like to do this. But I believe eventually, I'd like to be with you more. Live with you, so of course this is something we should discuss. Where the bird and fish build a nest?
[...]
I would never ask you to live in Ukraine; even if there was no war, I wouldn't risk your well-being for the sake of national pride. I can be Ukrainian anywhere.
And before you say 'But, Talik, it's your home!', please note that the last home I kept in Kyiv is no longer standing - and I have had plenty of other homes.
Or - 'But, Talik, your career!'
I can write from any room in the world. The internet allows me the distinct pleasure of irritating dictators from California, if I please.
[...]
If you want to stay where you are, who am I to deny you your happiness and peace? It would be complicated for us, but I'd be with you any way you would allow. I'd make it work.
If we do someday live together, know that it would only be where you feel safe, happy, and able to be yourself.
[...]
Sergiy is a consideration now. This business with Darius's lawyers and my divorce could mean I have full custody, isn't that so? I don't want to [...] uproot him, and even if I did, I wouldn't uproot him to a place where children are stolen into Russia.
I mean to say, I may have to live in New York.
Well, and my parents might choose to do the same if it means they can be with their grandso
So, perhaps consider whether there are merits to living close to friends. Give it some thought while we're there, eh?
[...]
This other thing you said.
Knowledge and etiquette.
Is this because of me?
[...]
Forgive me. I'm trying to understand a point of origin for the concern, because I'm certain my sister sent you a video of me and my brothers wrestling on the ground like dogs
No, no, I think I do understand, and that's my fault
My Vevay. Let me be forthright with you. I don't care about your etiquette or knowledge or if you know how to behave with money. However, I don't think my saying so would matter much to you in situations where etiquette might seem important.
Let me say this instead.
Stay exactly as you are. Change nothing about your habits, your dress, your education for any reason save your own wishing.
You tell me if anyone at all makes you feel less than equal, less than the rarity that you are. Then you can watch me spit vodka in their face and tell them the ways they can get fucked.
You will never be acceptable to people who say you aren't acceptable now, as you are.
You are perfect in my eyes.
...Regarding familiarity with the language of money, well. When you have enough money to do what you want in whatever way you want, "fuck you" becomes a key phrase when the conversation arises, eh? So, practice this. "If you don't like it, fuck you."
Think about all the impotent rage burning in the hearts of the Ursula Hancocks and Madeline Holmwoods of the world because you, a tiny transgender man with a casual dialect and a wonderful ass, have invaded their elite circle. (And improved it.)
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I understand. In a small way, I empathize with it. There's comfort in the familiar, and we may be tied to place by this comfort as well as felt obligations. Meanwhile, there are places that loom ominously before us, full of uncertainties and certainties alike. Rejection and violence, possible misery.
It's nothing you should have to endure.
[...]
I should speak more plainly. I mean Ukraine.
I showed you what the media has said about me because I want you to know I've caused scandals, or been embroiled in them, and that there are hazards no matter where I go. It wasn't because I expect you to come live with me in Kyiv or Odesa - although Odesa is very pleasant for holidays.
[...]
I'd like to [...] date with you.
No, that's not how to say it.
Date to youDate. I'd like to do this. But I believe eventually, I'd like to be with you more. Live with you, so of course this is something we should discuss. Where the bird and fish build a nest?
[...]
I would never ask you to live in Ukraine; even if there was no war, I wouldn't risk your well-being for the sake of national pride. I can be Ukrainian anywhere.
And before you say 'But, Talik, it's your home!', please note that the last home I kept in Kyiv is no longer standing - and I have had plenty of other homes.
Or - 'But, Talik, your career!'
I can write from any room in the world. The internet allows me the distinct pleasure of irritating dictators from California, if I please.
[...]
If you want to stay where you are, who am I to deny you your happiness and peace? It would be complicated for us, but I'd be with you any way you would allow. I'd make it work.
If we do someday live together, know that it would only be where you feel safe, happy, and able to be yourself.
[...]
Sergiy is a consideration now. This business with Darius's lawyers and my divorce could mean I have full custody, isn't that so? I don't want to [...] uproot him, and even if I did, I wouldn't uproot him to a place where children are stolen into Russia.
I mean to say, I may have to live in New York.
Well, and my parents might choose to do the same if it means they can be with their grandsoSo, perhaps consider whether there are merits to living close to friends. Give it some thought while we're there, eh?
[...]
This other thing you said.
Knowledge and etiquette.
Is this because of me?
[...]
Forgive me. I'm trying to understand a point of origin for the concern, because I'm certain my sister sent you a video of me and my brothers wrestling on the ground like dogs
No, no, I think I do understand, and that's my fault
My Vevay. Let me be forthright with you. I don't care about your etiquette or knowledge or if you know how to behave with money. However, I don't think my saying so would matter much to you in situations where etiquette might seem important.
Let me say this instead.
Stay exactly as you are. Change nothing about your habits, your dress, your education for any reason save your own wishing.
You tell me if anyone at all makes you feel less than equal, less than the rarity that you are. Then you can watch me spit vodka in their face and tell them the ways they can get fucked.
You will never be acceptable to people who say you aren't acceptable now, as you are.
You are perfect in my eyes.
...Regarding familiarity with the language of money, well. When you have enough money to do what you want in whatever way you want, "fuck you" becomes a key phrase when the conversation arises, eh? So, practice this. "If you don't like it, fuck you."
Think about all the impotent rage burning in the hearts of the Ursula Hancocks and Madeline Holmwoods of the world because you, a tiny transgender man with a casual dialect and a wonderful ass, have invaded their elite circle. (And improved it.)