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This is also how I finally realized I was trans. I realized in my early teen years that I couldn’t imagine a future for myself. People would ask me what I wanted to do/be as an adult and I just couldn’t imagine it. I thought it was because I was depressed (which it was partly) but I eventually realized it wasn’t that I didn’t want a future, or that I couldn’t think of a job I’d enjoy or any of that… it was that the woman I was envisioning just wasn’t me. Every time I tried to think of the future I’d first have to imagine myself as a grown woman, and I just couldn’t.
When I finally realized I was trans and I tried to envision it, I finally could. I really could be just a guy, living his life. Just like any other guy I pass by, just like any other person. It was like I unlocked the ability to see a future for myself.
Now I’m getting there, I get to be that random guy people pass and don’t think twice about. Idk I just think it’s really cool and if I had known this was an option, I would’ve been a lot less scared of growing up.
Shout out to everyone who is working towards unlocking their future, keep going! It’s worth it 💜
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When I was 20 I realized being "just some guy" wasn't temporary and if I didn't do anything about it I was just gonna be "just some guy" for the rest of my life and I suddenly experienced Intense Existential Dread and two weeks later I was on the phone with a gender clinic
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"Just one little date"
hi, new in the fandom, but I already love them
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Nerdy prudes art dump!! (Because I thought I already posted these but apparently not)
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I don’t love all of these but that’s why it’s an art dump lol
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TIME SENSITIVE! SHAHED HAS 3 DAYS TO REACH 30K TO EVACUATE HER FAMILY
Shahed Ghazi, primarily sharing her family's fundraiser on Twitter/X, is a Palestinian engineering student under a stressful time crunch -- the owner of the account hosting her campaign has given her 3 MORE DAYS to raise $30,000 CAD before shutting it down. She has raised $22,208 CAD so far, meaning she must raise $7,792 in 72 HOURS! I've seen what we can do when we all work together to show a family how much we care, so please, please, help them reach this amount before time runs out. Give what you are able to help ensure this family's survival, even if it is $5 CAD.
$22,208 CAD/$30,000 CAD.
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reminder that donating just a few $ to gofundme campaigns actually helps, you don't have to donate huge amounts if you don't have the funds, every little bit is useful. give $10, $5, even $1. it all adds up. don't scroll past because you think you can't help. help in your own capacity. donate a dollar. share and speak up.
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This is for the support of Gaza's Municipality Services - which help ensure clean drinking water, waste collection, debri removal and sanitation services - life saving services to run a state - reader I imagine wherever you are or how lacking the municipality services in your city is, it's not worse than Ghazza.
Currently it's only at 11% - please donate -
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"If you were actually in that much pain you'd be screaming in agony" well, the thing is, screaming takes energy and so does being in pain, and I also have other shit to do, you know. I think people only have the context of pain as being an acute concept, like stubbing your toe...something that comes and then gets better. You kinda get used to chronic pain, but it never stops hurting. You just learn to exist with it, because you don't have another choice
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I know its kind of silly to say “don’t feel bad for canceling because of pain, fatigue, etc” because I know guilt is a reflex you can’t easily refrain from. But you can reason with yourself so instead I’ll say this:
Nobody can feel what you’re feeling but you. Nobody knows the severity of what you would be putting yourself though if you were to “tough it out.”
If you do “tough it out,” the purpose for you doing the thing will most likely not be fulfilled anyway. You probably will not be mentally present or engaged. You probably will not have a good time or get much out of it. Etc.
If people really have such a problem with it, thats a huge red flag. Being transparent about your needs and boundaries is a great way to weed people like that out of your life.
If you have any kind of chronic illness or disability, remember that you probably have a very warped judgement of what is “reasonable” to endure in terms of pain, fatigue, burnout, etc.
You didn’t ask for this, you don’t deserve this, there is no reason you should have to bear the weight of it alone. I bet if someone else was in your position, you wouldn’t mind helping accommodate for them?
Low energy days are truly sacred, take them seriously. Please respect your body’s signals. “If you do not choose times to rest, your body will choose for you” or however the saying goes
It is so much pressure to have to deliberate what sacrifices are necessary for proper self care. Give yourself extra credit for having to deal with that stress on top of whatever is putting you in that position in the first place. Thats a lot at once
You are leading by example and showing others that you would never expect them to hurt or overextend themselves for your benefit. Putting yourself first always inspires other to do the same.
Please be proud of yourself for even considering canceling and putting your needs first. That is so strong of you <3
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you know, if i was ripped away from my mother as a little kid and shoved in a giant maze with no way out and given only innocent people as food for my entire life,i'd probably start looking more like a monster too
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it's because the bear wouldn't kill me just for being a woman. the bear doesn't kill me for fun. the bear can be shouted at, and will leave me alone. the bear won't make a tiktok complaining about how i crossed to the other side of the path when i saw him coming. if a bear kills me, it's just being a bear: it cannot understand logic. it is not acting out of malice - just fear or hunger.
bell hooks once wrote about how porches might be the only outside space left for women - it is still the domain of the house while it is also outside-but-safe. when i am in the woods, i am in the bear's home, and he has a right to defend his property. outside spaces - anywhere at night, certain parks in the day - those are often implicitly "owned" by men. i cannot explain the feeling of knowing when you have entered a man's "territory." you walk into a place and just know you are in their space. you get a sick sense - you're in danger.
the other day a group of about 8 men were fooling around in the woods while i walked my dog. i had to go around, take the extra 3 miles just to avoid them. it's okay, i like walking. this wasn't even a #feminism moment. it was just a tuesday.
what a plain and easy question. only one of the situations is seen as a tragic accident. i would rather die and have a park bench erected in my honor rather than have my family questioned about why they let me, an adult, walk in the woods in the first place when i should really be at home in the kitchen.
i worked in retail and food service. i have had women say and do absolutely heinous and abusive things to me - not because i was a woman, but because i was there, and they were angry. the way men treated me when angry was different - it was because i was a woman. you can always feel the difference, how there's an undertone of i'd hurt you worse if i could get away with it. i keep seeing people try to cite stupid statistics. why is there always a strange rage whenever women agree on things? like men can argue their way out of our lived experiences? it isn't a buzzfeed quiz - which of these traumas are you? 10 super cute ways not to fear strange men.
i have actually (thrice!) seen a bear in the wild, by the way. i died each time, obviously, and am a ghost writing to you. (it was scary but completely and utterly fine). the second encounter was a black bear with her cub. she looked at me like - do we have to do this or are we good? my dog was busy sniffing a bush, completely nonreactive. i felt like i was in a sitcom: feminist poet reacts - does she actually mean she'd choose the bear? my only thought was - she's so beautiful. her paws are massive.
and there's a part of me that feels the rage spinning out in a corner. why do we have to come up with quippy little comments in order to teach men empathy. would you rather die in a car accident or due to a mugging? and would you rather your house burn down due to an electrical fire or due to arson? gee willikers - it's almost like we're human people, and want to risk the accident versus the intention.
i would rather my last thought be oh shit, a bear rather than i'm a person too. why doesn't that matter? why don't you care?
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When the anti "LGBT propaganda" law passed in Russia, all of you were going insane and cared. Give Georgia the same energy. If you can have sympathy for our oppressors on the basis of them being queer, you should keep the same energy for us, if not more.
If this law passes, every Georgian queer person I know is so severely fucked, myself included. If you make jokes about "being illegal in several countries" you better fucking care about the countries you're apparently illegal in, or going to be illegal in.
Make sure to spread this around. This is important.
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And if it’s someone you don’t know who you’re not likely to ever see again… pls just don’t ask lol
Reminder that if you ever ask someone about their disability/mobility aid/etc, there is a right and wrong way to ask, and the person you are asking is allowed to say no to giving you an answer.
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me: "oh yeah my pain/joints aren't THAT bad really like it's not bad at all"
also me, constantly: "ow" "ah, ouch" "oh fuck- ow-" "owww" "*gasp of Sudden Pain*"
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Nothing About Me Is Straight
I'm making stickers based on my chronic illnesses for my final project in my art class. This is the first one! If people like them I'm thinking about adding them to my shop in the summer when I have more time.
Funny enough I killed my wrist and fingers trying to draw this. ouchie i need to buy some splints soon
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Solar energy has so many benefits. Raising salaries for teachers is such a needed narrative.
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