i think tumblr should rename the reblog button to the boop button or have like a counter to show you how many posts you've reblogged and you get badges for hitting different milestones. maybe that would encourage people to use the website how its meant to be fucking used
Survey for Transgender Individuals in Higher Education!
Hey it's me! Sorry I've been radio silent for a while. College has eaten up a lot of time, and part of that is why I'm posting this! I am taking an anthropology course, and we are conducting individual research. I've chosen to dive into the experiences of transgender people in university.
For context: I'm in college, I'm trans. I want to use this data to compare life situations and see if there is any sort of common ground. Maybe your experience was similar to mine! Other than that, if there is a correlation, I would like to use the data to help my own campus be a more welcoming place for those like us.
As for the methodology: I will use this information in what's called a Q-Sort. It's a way of finding common ground in qualitative responses, instead of those "yes/no" forms that don't give a good picture. This information will only be shared between myself, and my professor. If it is useful to the university to improve LGBTQ+ student life, then anonymous vague responses will be uses (such as 'x number of individuals felt x, y, z, could be improved). No specifics.
Don't feel obligated to finish the form if it's putting you in a bad headspace. Partial data is still data, and any good-faith researcher can appreciate that.
Please send this around so I can gather a wide variety of responses!
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.