hey. don’t cry. crush three cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in pasta of your choice ok?
I really hope that LGBTQ+ representation can help the new generation of queer kids to not have to go through what so many of us had to. I was 11 when I had my first crush on a girl. I was raised very religious. Every night I would pray to god, crying, telling him to make me “normal”. When my parents found out that I thought I was bi, they yelled at me and told me I was too young. If I would have grown up with a show like She-Ra or The Owl House, I would have known that liking girls doesn’t make me not normal. I’m so sorry to everyone else that has experienced this as well and even worse.
Why am I saying this? Because people don't say it enough. People tend to have a tough time knowing you're a safe space unless you explicitly say so and back that up with your actions.
Hey, I know I dont really speak on here but im honestly in trouble. For the past few years ive been opening my eyes to the mental and verbal abuse ive been getting, in addition to having any money I make taken under the guise that in helping. I Don't want to ask for help but im at the point where i have to... I'm called slurs all the time and often feel unsafe in my own home, especially when mg step-dad is awake. I just need to get out, if I could hole up at my one of my uncles houses I would but because of covid that's not an option anymore and id rather not be thrown out on the street while im unemployed and cant drive.. Im sorry i even have to make this post but id appreciate any help i get...
As we exit Pride month, I wanna take a moment to say one last thing. Allies? Gather round. We need to have a quick chat.
The other day, my brother said some kinda dumb shit. From the moment I came out he’s been really supportive and cool. I think he probably could have fallen down one or two nasty rabbit holes of your typical straight cis person. But he never did.
But he’s still capable of saying some dumb shit. For example, heartily defending singular they/them pronouns, and then turning right around and going “but the like… xer/xem, I dunno.”
That would have been unfortunate but understandable. So I just gently say “yeah it can be confusing at first but you get the hang of it.”
The real problem was when he responded after that “I just, I dunno.”
I had a similar problem with my lesbian cousin’s wife, who said she didn’t understand nonbinary lesbians, and then just kinda glazed over my very generic response of “you don’t necessarily need to understand it, identity just comes in a lot of different flavors” and got that same noncommittal “I dunno.”
Or my previous manager who didn’t really get people with multiple pronouns, at which point my coworker was like “I’m literally he/they” and she shut down with a shrug and an “I dunno whatever.”
Like I’m trying to walk you through this but if you don’t wanna take that first step I can’t help you.
So please, allies. If you feel yourself being supportive and following that up with a “but” or an “I dunno”? Like… think through it. Examine it. Remember that for someone, that identity is sacred. And know that it’s okay to be ignorant of something, up to the point someone tries to help you and you suddenly don’t feel like putting in the work.
Allyship is not an identity or a label. It’s a process, and you’re not done yet.
sometimes you need to tell yourself that trying, showing up, getting out of bed, concentrating for five minutes or writing five lines is already a victory by itself. the tiniest step towards overcoming your struggles is already perfection and something you should be proud of.
After graduating with honors your grandmother Baba Yaga brought you a home. It’s the offspring of her house. It’s a tiny little hut right now but she explains it will get bigger as it gets older. However the hut is a little clingy, follows you everywhere since it’s afraid it will be abandoned.