If you don’t see me...
I don’t HAVE to post.
Nobody has a responsibility to stay online against their own best interests just so people you really don’t know very well won’t worry about you.
That’s a fucked up way to live.
And it's not dusty in here, I'm just crying, that's all.
And it's not dusty in here, I'm just crying, that's all.
Also, it’s really setting off my asthma.
Also, it’s really setting off my asthma.
I’m managing a lot better this time because I’ve been able to stay at home.
I’m managing a lot better this time because I’ve been able to stay at home.
I’m very good at masking I guess… to my own detriment.
I’m very good at masking I guess… to my own detriment.
That psychologist wasn’t super convinced until she got to know me and also did some testing.
That psychologist wasn’t super convinced until she got to know me and also did some testing.
I’ve had a lot going on this week with people coming and going from the house and my nervous system is a bit of a wreck.
I haven’t had physical tics in a while and they are back in abundance.
I’ve had a lot going on this week with people coming and going from the house and my nervous system is a bit of a wreck.
I haven’t had physical tics in a while and they are back in abundance.
HOW DARE YOU, SIR.
My cat tells me she loves me and you say Not Cute.
No. This is unacceptable.
HOW DARE YOU, SIR.
My cat tells me she loves me and you say Not Cute.
No. This is unacceptable.
Hilarious work my guy. My sides! I’m in stitches.
TW: Transphobia and extremism in cliched tropes
Hilarious work my guy. My sides! I’m in stitches.
TW: Transphobia and extremism in cliched tropes
Me: Oh… thanks. Can I have it? *sets another bird free to fly another day* I must get that bell on her.
Me: Oh… thanks. Can I have it? *sets another bird free to fly another day* I must get that bell on her.
I’m good at academic waffle in short form… and also in long form 🤣
I’m good at academic waffle in short form… and also in long form 🤣
*except for the odd push to “feminise” which didn’t work OBVS, I was largely left to my own devices.
*except for the odd push to “feminise” which didn’t work OBVS, I was largely left to my own devices.
(Me around 9 and 11, at a guess)
(Me around 9 and 11, at a guess)
You can’t go around saying, “let kids be kids,” at the same time as decreeing that parents should talk to their family doctor and be led by them with regard to social transition.
It’s not a doctor’s business how
ANYONE expresses their gender in social terms.
You can’t go around saying, “let kids be kids,” at the same time as decreeing that parents should talk to their family doctor and be led by them with regard to social transition.
It’s not a doctor’s business how
ANYONE expresses their gender in social terms.
I do not need you to see me as trans, or for you to even know I’m trans, in order to be trans
My existence as a trans person is not contingent on anyone else’s gaze and I sure as fuck don’t need a doctor to sign off on my transness
I do not need you to see me as trans, or for you to even know I’m trans, in order to be trans
My existence as a trans person is not contingent on anyone else’s gaze and I sure as fuck don’t need a doctor to sign off on my transness
Let me make myself very clear: I was trans DECADES before I ever said anything to anyone. If I had never come out to anyone, I’d still have been trans
Let me make myself very clear: I was trans DECADES before I ever said anything to anyone. If I had never come out to anyone, I’d still have been trans
Where does gender nonconformity end and “social transition” begin and why does any of it need to be talked over with a doctor?
This is conversion therapy by stealth.
I was a trans kid. I didn’t know what that meant. I didn’t tell anyone. I just… was.
They take the line that this "non-directive" intervention should force things to be "keeping options open and flexible"...
Where does gender nonconformity end and “social transition” begin and why does any of it need to be talked over with a doctor?
This is conversion therapy by stealth.
I was a trans kid. I didn’t know what that meant. I didn’t tell anyone. I just… was.