When it came to relationships, I used to get the short end of the stick. I was always the one constantly giving more affection, giving more time, and giving more care while only receiving less than half from others. And, of course, it hurt because I cared and wanted to build something that would last a lifetime with someone. But life always had something else in the cards for me. Many times in the past, I used to stay around in stagnant relationships because I always seemed to imagine the best in people—not knowing that one day they would stab me in the back and try to throw me off balance in my emotions. But, as I think back on each past lover, I never see any hate. I only see lessons that helped me grow into a better woman, and for that, I am thankful. If it weren’t for me being broken, I would've still been that naive young lady, who didn’t have her values in check. But as each day passes by now, I continue to evolve happily into the new me, the true me, the one who holds her values and standards to the utmost high because I know now more than ever that I am deserving. And let me tell you, it's a beautiful feeling when you finally realize your worth and know that you're deserving of everything you ask for because you know that you carry those exact qualities, and there's nothing wrong with expecting someone to do the same for you. A relationship is meant to be equal, not unbalanced.
Learning to Trust Again
So, now that my values are in check and mental wounds have been healed, it is time for the next obstacle to begin. And that is the obstacle of vulnerability to someone new. Now, in my personal life, I have chatted here and there, but I never seem to stay focused on anyone because that lingering thought of starting over and wasting my time again really scares me. What do I do? Sabotage, sabotage, and sabotage every connection known to mankind. At first, I didn’t even notice I was doing it until I looked up one day, almost two years after my last serious relationship, and started to think and realize how closed-hearted I had been with my emotions to others. And really, at first, I didn’t see it as a problem until I went deep within and asked myself a few questions, such as, Don’t you want to get married one day? Do you want to have a baby on your own? And lastly, do you not want to experience a balanced relationship? After I answered each question, I knew deep down I wanted something real, at least once in my life when it came to a lover. And I knew in order to build a successful relationship, I would have to put myself back out there into the unknown and trust that not every guy in this world has bad intentions, even though in the past I have encountered many bad apples who covered their bruises until they were picked from the tree. But that is what our intuition is for, right? It's a guide we all have for free within us as we roam this world, being our true selves and enjoying life safely, knowing that one day that person will appear.
Closed Hearts.
To all my closed-hearted friends, let's end this fear with confidence in ourselves, to know that we will choose the right one when the time comes because we have grown so much through our pain and learned what is meant for us in love and what is not.
Love you to the moon and back, "V”
"Be patient. Sometimes the one you're waiting for will be divinely put on your path when God knows you have healed and you're ready to accept love wholeheartedly again."
This right here is the standard against which ALL relationships should be judged, because these two are proof that true love DOES exist! Forever soulmates.. 🥹⚡❤️💯👌🏻
"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years
Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?
I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?
In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".
Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.
This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.
Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.
The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.
[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]
There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.
This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.
[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]
As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.
But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?
Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.
my top bit of advice going into the new year: compliment people. especially strangers. literally everyone you interact with if you can. when you buy coffee in the morning compliment the barista's tattoos. when you're chatting with a coworker tell them that by the way you like their outfit. always find something they've chosen to do on purpose. nail polish, jewellery, tattoos, hair colour/style, statement accessory, outfit, etc are all good bets. things people hope will be noticed. things that aren't too personal so it doesn't make them uncomfortable (eg probably not their physical features). i've gotten into the habit of scanning everyone i talk to for something about them that i think is cool so i can tell them. it's a great habit because it makes me notice people and realise just how many neat little details there are in people's presentation of themselves that might pass me by if i wasn't paying attention. and it brings out so much joy. you'd be surprised how much it disarms people to receive an unexpected compliment from someone they don't know. it is the most sincere smile you will see all day long. it feels nice to make people happy but it also means you win the social interaction. establish dominance by complimenting a stranger's earrings and disappearing into the fog
I want Toby Fox three years after the last chapter to make a game where it's just the Fun Gang going on a road trip to the east coast to go fishing. They raid a gas station on the way to grabs snacks for the road (and the lobsters they catch). Happy April Fool's.