literally that's exactly how my coffee meetups started. I wanted coffee. I said "hey come get some coffee with me!! I wanna see y'all!" and now I've been doing it 2 years in a row and look forward to it every week.

Its wild to me how many people feel as if you're obligated to accommodate them specifically. I run a weekly trans coffee meetup in my home city, and while most people are chill, I can't tell you how often someone asked to change the venue or day or time and its like... make one yourself!! Its easy!!

damn you do look very good here

I wish I didn't. I hate this. I want to die old with my spouse, after a happy life with fulfilled friends, reassured that my daughter is happy and safe in her life. Instead, I have to settle for hoping my death will ensure my child never feels the raw terror that I do on a near daily basis.

I have become certain that a peaceful death will never find me, and that the only ways I can die now are by dying in combat or being tortured to death. I know which of the two I choose, and the training i've done has made the worst of the options far less likely.

May all my trans brothers, sisters, and enby pals be peaceful, not harmless.

wah wah wah

you are a disappointment to everyone who ever loved you

i'd personally have refrigerated vending machines all over my home that don't take any money but distribute my favorite snacks - smoked salmon, beef jerky, every kind of gum you can imagine, all my friends favorite snacks, etc. it would be excessive. there would be a full time staff position for it.

there is nothing more magical in life than watching someone else go through the profound alchemy of finding the self on the other side of a life filled with despair and pain. There's a reason I'll never go back.

we're gonna get there <3

It will be a hard fight, as it always is.

But you're right. We'll win.

The hope that ignites within me with every act of resistance I see reminds me of that fact.

Every time I see people demonising trans people as "mutants" I think of this.