<script data-pm-proxy="intercept"></script><?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:googleplay="http://www.google.com/schemas/play-podcasts/1.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></title><description><![CDATA[💕🥞Welcome to the Haus of Pancake🥞💕 Script Writer & Drag Queen ✍️Sharing scripts I write for TV, Film & Theater and drag anecdotes]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com</link><image><url>https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!N29M!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F994c2995-fb7c-448c-b4dc-8b08d1bcc67c_2048x2560.jpeg</url><title>Haus Of Pancake</title><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com</link></image><generator>Substack</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2026 09:39:54 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/__u/hausofpancake.substack.com/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><copyright><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></copyright><language><![CDATA[en]]></language><webMaster><![CDATA[hausofpancake@substack.com]]></webMaster><itunes:owner><itunes:email><![CDATA[hausofpancake@substack.com]]></itunes:email><itunes:name><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></itunes:name></itunes:owner><itunes:author><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></itunes:author><googleplay:owner><![CDATA[hausofpancake@substack.com]]></googleplay:owner><googleplay:email><![CDATA[hausofpancake@substack.com]]></googleplay:email><googleplay:author><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></googleplay:author><itunes:block><![CDATA[Yes]]></itunes:block><item><title><![CDATA[DAY TRIP TO THE PINES (part III)]]></title><description><![CDATA[a saga in three parts]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/day-trip-to-the-pines-part-iii</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/day-trip-to-the-pines-part-iii</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2026 14:00:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/caab6a10-f607-4d73-a867-e16b16f36293_3024x4032.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><span>PART III</span></strong></p><p><span>Sip &#8216;N Twirl is PACKED. Prima and I clutch our bags and join the fun!</span></p><p><span>I&#8217;ve never partied while donning an overpacked tote bag before, but I won&#8217;t let it stop me! We dance with such frivolity. Like we have the security of a bed to sleep in.</span></p><p><span>In a flash, it&#8217;s nearing 2 am and Donald calls me in for a huddle.</span></p><p><span>&#8220;This place closes soon and we&#8217;re still hom&#8230;</span></p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[DAY TRIP TO THE PINES (part II)]]></title><description><![CDATA[a saga in three parts]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/day-trip-to-the-pines-part-ii</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/day-trip-to-the-pines-part-ii</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2026 16:30:22 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/fd5894ab-48ca-4930-a6a1-b452910bdb53_1565x972.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><span>PART II</span></strong></p><p><strong><span>We lug our bags down the boardwalk, hungry dogs, tails between our legs.</span></strong><span> Trudging aimlessly towards the main dock of the harbor.</span></p><p><span>We hear giggling and bump into a herd of happy gays with red solo cups.</span></p><p><span>&#8220;Donald and Michael?!&#8221; An unseen nasal voice pierces through the gaggle.</span></p><p><span>It&#8217;s an acquaintance from college and he invites us to join them at a friend&#8217;&#8230;</span></p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[DAY TRIP TO THE PINES (part 1)]]></title><description><![CDATA[a saga in three parts]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/day-trip-to-the-pines</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/day-trip-to-the-pines</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2026 14:02:25 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/a23ac582-833d-407e-bfff-616c35cf7195_1964x1036.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h3><strong><span>PART I</span></strong></h3><p><strong><span>It takes a train to a train to a bus to a ferry to get to the gay oasis of Fire Island Pines. </span></strong><span>We&#8217;re in our mid twenties with all the energy in the world and are ready to take this party by storm! I&#8217;m with my bestie, my college roommate, my chosen family,  my soulmate, Donald. Lovingly nicknamed &#8220;Prima.&#8221; The most gregarious light up the room kind o&#8230;</span></p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Boys Will]]></title><description><![CDATA[a short film]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/boys-will</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/boys-will</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2026 21:29:01 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/cc7206c0-26ce-403f-bdce-adf2989d9559_580x476.avif" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This week, I was alerted that a former ex of mine is returning to the city. Someone I haven&#8217;t talked to in over five years. It brought back painful memories of our relationship.</p><p>So I&#8217;m sharing a dramatic short I worked on following that break up. It&#8217;s racked up high praise in various festivals and was even in the top 10% of scripts on Coverfly (well, whe&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Friend of Dorothy]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal essay]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/friend-of-dorothy</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/friend-of-dorothy</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2026 22:47:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/2273f9f6-8612-4499-831b-4b6599d0c3e4_1200x856.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Everybody knows that Dorothy is a gay icon. She felt displaced at home and wanted to go over the rainbow to find a life in technicolor, so it makes a lot of sense.</p><p>Then why, as a child, was I so drawn to her and that story? I wanna feel unique, but it&#8217;s probably because of those cliche reasons. I epitomize the trend.</p><p>One of the first times I truly felt li&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[a rant from a diva who really wants his own tv show]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal essay]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/a-rant-from-a-diva-who-really-wants</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/a-rant-from-a-diva-who-really-wants</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2026 18:54:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/c7ff551a-2ca5-4b26-9e18-22bfdc7485cf_1179x831.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>I was raised on the gospel, &#8220;If you believe it, you can achieve it.&#8221;</strong></p><p>As I work tirelessly to write and rewrite and write and rewrite and write and rewrite and write and re-outline and rethink and redo and reshape a queer-ass pilot over the last few years, I keep being drawn back to this phrase.</p><p>As a millennial&#8212;who grew up in the era of participation troph&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[We Regret To Inform You…]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal essay on family history]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/we-regret-to-inform-you</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/we-regret-to-inform-you</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2026 14:01:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/c19dea7f-2d2b-434c-8362-7ff56da02cf3_1605x1217.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>&#8220;While your playlet is enjoyable, I don&#8217;t think your premise is strong enough to turn into a full length piece.&#8221;</strong> These were words from a rejection letter sent to my Great Grandmother about one of her plays.</p><p>- - -</p><p>I visited my 91-and-a-half-year-old grandma (who we affectionately call &#8220;Mamsie&#8221; because my brother couldn&#8217;t say Grandma as a kid) for mother&#8217;s &#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Don’t SCREAM Over Spilled Milk]]></title><description><![CDATA[a childhood memory]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/dont-scream-over-spilled-milk</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/dont-scream-over-spilled-milk</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2026 14:02:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/16cfd2b6-51d4-4f4c-8f89-cc1db4655e9a_893x649.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s 5th grade lunch at the beginning of the new millennium. Seating is separated by classroom. Every class has their own table and all of the fifth graders eat together. So I&#8217;m not really able to sit with my friends &#8211; who somehow happen to be the &#8220;popular boys.&#8221;</p><p>Fifth grade is when I start getting bullied for &#8220;flirting with girls&#8221; AKA spending too much &#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Burn Baby, Burn!]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal essay in heels]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/burn-baby-burn</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/burn-baby-burn</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2026 14:02:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/d64acd06-5f08-4ab2-80a5-458793551e9a_402x328.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>&#8220;It&#8217;s on fire!&#8221;</strong></p><p><strong>&#8220;Hell yeah, I&#8217;m on fire!&#8221;</strong></p><p><strong>&#8220;No&#8230; it&#8217;s literally on fire.&#8221;</strong></p><p>_ _ _</p><p>I am booked to perform drags at a bachelor party for a gay wedding. I&#8217;ve been recommended by a friend of a friend of a friend. I don&#8217;t know these people, but I&#8217;m told they&#8217;re a good time.</p><p>I&#8217;ve performed for many many <em>bachelorette</em> parties, with screaming women grabbing at my fake ti&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Jump Rope Jesus]]></title><description><![CDATA[a childhood memory]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/jump-rope-jesus</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/jump-rope-jesus</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2026 14:02:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/5c71a006-49a4-4ddd-bb8c-7e238d9f6b75_1456x1104.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s Elementary School in 1999. We&#8217;re talking Pok&#233;mon cards, Tamagotchis, and gel pens. I&#8217;m in first grade and I have a Lisa Frank notebook, the best beanie baby collection in school, and a Care Bears lunch box. I&#8217;m certainly the poster child for &#8220;light in his loafers.&#8221; But the school bullying hasn&#8217;t been too bad. And thank GOD for that, &#8216;cause Hillary &#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[I FEEL PATHETIC]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal essay on a not so passing thought]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/i-feel-pathetic</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/i-feel-pathetic</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2026 14:00:35 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/275a8b54-ed70-4d3a-a8c6-09efb601fa67_1068x622.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>It&#8217;s midnight at the gay club and I feel pathetic.</strong></p><p>The beats are bumping. Techno is blaring. Men are shirtless. And I&#8217;m having an incredible time.</p><p>I look across the sea of shirtless homos eating each other&#8217;s faces and I&#8217;m suddenly hit with an unshakable sensation, &#8220;...I feel pathetic.&#8221;</p><p>It&#8217;s been nearly three months since my break up. Three months since the&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[NEPHEW OF DOROTHY]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal narrative]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/nephew-of-dorothy</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/nephew-of-dorothy</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2026 14:03:07 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/1b6e097f-0618-4d99-89fc-66a378b70add_998x534.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My four-year-old nephew is a West Village kid. He&#8217;s obsessed with the subway, literally has perfect pitch, and loves to play the piano. He&#8217;s an academic savant who can already read, write, add AND subtract at the ripe age of four. Because of this, he is very literal when it comes to the imagination.</p><p>I might hold up an object and say, &#8220;Look, it&#8217;s a rocket&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE QUEERTIES]]></title><description><![CDATA[a lil blog post]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/queerties</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/queerties</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2026 14:02:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!JObr!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F39fb06fc-fd61-4c9a-b901-770fe26d7189_1635x2048.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was in the closet, all of the mainstream media focused on the &#8220;coming out journey.&#8221; Stories either ended with the main character coming out or&#8230; committing suicide. SO, when I came out, I thought that I would immediately accept myself. But boy was I wrong! I still had so much shame and lots to uncover.</p><p>Then I discovered the world of the queer web s&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[GHOST]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal essay post heartbreak]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/ghost</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/ghost</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2026 15:03:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/89f1d9d1-78a8-4da9-b2df-071192d02b93_1077x737.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The week after my break up I made sure to get out there and keep it moving. I didn&#8217;t want to wallow in bed. But anywhere I went in the city I saw ghosts of him. When someone turned the corner in a yellow beanie. When a short guy with dark hair walked across from me on the subway platform. When I passed by a date spot we went to together. I was hit, like&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Mouse Hoarder]]></title><description><![CDATA[a hook up story]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/the-mouse-hoarder</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/the-mouse-hoarder</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2026 15:08:10 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/ea7b7221-42d9-4dfb-a51a-3cbedfc37678_681x1210.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There we were. Two college roomies, besties, in the blistering heat of New York City summer. That 21-year-old feeling where you know all of your dreams will some day come true.</p><p>Away from our bumblefuck college town, we&#8217;re in the city for summer internships, conveniently living a block away from each other. And BABY we are taking the party by STORM.</p><p>It&#8217;s t&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Toy Gown]]></title><description><![CDATA[Behind The Seams]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/the-toy-gown</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/the-toy-gown</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2026 15:02:50 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/442995fa-b9d0-4c50-8791-dff1e3106f65_1102x532.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h3><strong>Today we&#8217;re going </strong><em><strong>Behind The Seams</strong></em><strong> of one of my favorite drag outfits: The Toy Gown.</strong></h3><p>I first wore this outfit at the end of my One Woman &#8220;Drag- Mitzvah&#8221; Show, <em>Today You Are A Man!</em> The show was based on the true story of being unintentionally outed at my Bar Mitzvah when the DJ played Diana Ross&#8217; gay anthem &#8220;<em>I&#8217;m Coming Out</em>&#8221; for my party entrance. How trag&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Strep Throat]]></title><description><![CDATA[a valentine's essay from a healing heart]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/strep-throat</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/strep-throat</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2026 15:00:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/5ff0fee7-c71f-4263-96d7-9cffe8b9cbda_1200x736.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s Elementary School in the early 2000s. Butterfly clips, Tamagotchi, and Lisa Frank folders are all the rage. The girls wear Limited Too jeans with Jelly sandals. The boys are in baggy shorts with Adidas slides. And I&#8230; am the epitome of a closeted homosexual. I love love <em>love</em> the color pink, Polly Pocket, and lip syncing as &#201;ponine in my bedroom &#8212; wi&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE THREE OF SWORDS, reversed]]></title><description><![CDATA[a reevaluation post heartbreak]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/three-of-swords-reversed</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/three-of-swords-reversed</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2026 15:14:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/f9012844-8f28-44f7-b1cd-1c8da532216e_1080x1350.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>The cards never lie.</strong></p><p>It&#8217;s the week before my year-long relationship will end. The week before my boyfriend, who I think is &#8220;my life partner,&#8221; will drop the bomb that he&#8217;s leaving me for his best friend&#8217;s husband. The week before my world will upend. And the theme of this week: Tarot.</p><p>- - -</p><p>A few years back, my dear childhood friend gifted me a Philly Theme&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[[BEST FRIEND'S HUSBAND]]]></title><description><![CDATA[a personal essay on heartbreak]]></description><link>https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/best-friends-husband</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://hausofpancake.substack.com/p/best-friends-husband</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Haus Of Pancake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2026 15:01:46 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/cb2c6677-f66a-46fd-a348-6698713283d0_1080x856.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h4>Heartbreak. What the fuck to do about it.</h4><p>My gut has been wavering, quietly warning that something&#8217;s been off for the past month-ish. We&#8217;ve been together for a year, so I&#8217;m starting to learn his behavioral patterns. He&#8217;s a sensitive guy (something I treasure). And it can, of course, cause a lot of sadness. So, I&#8217;m used to this behavior. And this &#8220;off&#8221; fe&#8230;</p>
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