Sometimes I feel like the whole world is resting on my shoulders and I have no idea why.
Ever since I've gained a recognition of what politics are, I've treaded in those waters neck-deep.
I am arguing, protesting, raising attention wherever I can because I feel no one else will. Because politics have gone so up in the nose of my generation that we just shrug it off.
"This 1933 party is winning!" Eh.
"Trump vs Biden!" Shrug
"The planned deportation of any generation immigrants" doesn't affect me
"trans rights are removed" isn't important
"Homosexuals into prison again!" Isn't my problem
I completely understand anyone who's like "politics are too mentally draining for me" because, same. But at the same time I need to raise attention because everyone relies on everyone else.
The best thing is- I'm also scared. I'm scared of the public, I'm scared of the politicians, I'm scared of now being taken seriously.
Being scared of the public is a bad joke as an ongoing actor, but back to the topic.
I'm scared of being humiliated much more after my attempts at one-person activism Don't, or do, work. I'm scared of everyone groaning whenever I open my mouth because they expect a political debate. Which, can happen.
I'm scared of my friends leaving me, because even though they're all left, they try to talk me out of my urges to say and do something. They all tried to be like "yes its bad, but what can we do?" And I didn't respond because I have been taught to never answer a question that's used in the context of scolding.
I'm scared of not being taken seriously. I'm scared of the "You're just 14, what do you know?" Because nowadays children apparently don't know anything. It's quite ironic, coming from those who raised us or our parents, to the first generation in the age of VERY accessible knowledge.
I'm scared of how the public would treat my (dead)name if I did something, I'm scared of people finding me before my death, I'm scared of the judgemental way our (partially global) society is currently, which has, to my knowledge, not been as bad ever before.
I'm scared of people associating the wrong name of mine with myself, while this name is just an adjective people use to summarize what they would want to see. Not what they clearly see and I tell them.
I'm scared of my mother ruining any possibilities of me building weight to the name "Noah" and not the name "[REDACTED]" because of her using my old name to illusion herself that I'm what I have not been for a long time. What I have never been to begin with.
I'm scared of hearing my wrong name.
I'm scared of the judgements public.
I'm scared of not being taken seriously by the important people.
I'm scared of standing alone again.
But most importantly:
I'm scared of everything staying the same.
I need to do something, it pains me to wait, but with the way adults view children as property and teenagers as annoying and outspoken troublemakers, not people, never people, I cannot make myself be taken seriously and take action. I cannot get the important adults to listen to my woes.
Because I'm "just" a kid.
Because I'm queer.
Because I'm trans.
Because my old name is still popular in use.
Because I don't know any better.
Because I will never be seen as equally important as my cishet NT counterparts.
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Me in high school: *says I prefer male protagonists to female ones, gets called sexist*
Me on Tumblr in 2023: *says I prefer to whump males because female whump makes me uncomfortable, gets called sexist and misogynistic, surprised no one sent death threats, deletes post and doesn't make my own posts since then*
Me on Tumblr April 2024: *sees a poll about whumpee gender* "Nope. Not touching that with a 10-footpole." *goes off to read fanfiction where no one can tell me I'm doing it "wrong"*
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I long to have the sun kiss my chest
I yearn for it, so much so that it feels like life and death
The delays put forth by insurance companies is absolute chicanery. It feels as if everytime I take a step forward, I take 3 steps back, I have never felt so fucking hopeless. It's not like it's an all together rejection, I'm just in this fucking state of Limbo until they can make up their minds and it feels like I'm screaming out of pain and no one is listening.
I hate waiting for the insurance teams to decide whether I live or die.
Until then, I will continue to long for the sun
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