I can tell when you look me up and down and silently judge me for dressing fem.
I can tell when you talk to me less while I'm obviously dressed like a girl.
I can tell how much you hate me casually mentioning my being trans.
I can tell how much you wish this had never happened.
Voting against me isn't support.
Jokes about hating anyone like me isn't support.
Saying you support me but not "my ideology" isn't support.
Sometimes I wish you'd just disown me...
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I've been thinking these days about the life I want, the life I deserve, and the things I'm willing to tolerate and all it did was leave me with a buzzing feeling in my brain and a fear of losing people if I dare ask what I want.
The only positive I can find in this whole thing is that, even though my 20s have been kind of tumultuous, they're the only period in my life I remember feeling awake and aware. My dissociation was so bad until I turned 23 and even though I have a lot on my mind now, I finally feel like I am an active participant in my own life.
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My bff got me a gift card for a laundry service and I had so much backed up laundry that i decided to give it a shot. Requested hypoallergenic and scent free since they offered it, and then laundry came back so fragranced 😫 now i feel shitty and exhausted and can't even enjoy the clean laundry. Booooooo
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been reflecting on the kind of person I've become after these past 3 years since the anniversary of me leaving is coming up
I looked at your blog because I was trying to find images of Bennett's design... ended up going on a rabbit hole. idk if you've looked at my blog before but I haven't so much as peeped at yours in years, I stopped like a month after it happened because it was making me so much worse mentally
I dunno if you still feel that way about us, but I'm fine with you disliking me. I did a lot of fucked up shit and I'm sorry, you deserve to be mad. even though a general lack of understanding of boundaries bc of my upbringing and autism could excuse SOME behaviors, there's still a lot of shit that I can't excuse.
something I'm especially sorry about was treating your issues like they weren't as big as mine. I realize now how much you were suffering, and I was too blindsided by my own mental illness to see how terribly you were feeling and how unsupported you were. I remember feeling like I had to placate you because if I didn't things would fall apart again, and that isn't fair to you. I treated your feelings like an inconvenience and that you werent smart enough to get what was going on because I supposedly had so much more experience in suffering. that's not what good friends do to other friends.
anyway. I don't know if you'll ever read this or see it or whatever, but. I don't know how I feel about you. you represent the memories of a lot of pain from around that time in my mind. I don't HATE you, but I'd rather not think about you for too long. I'm very happy to see that you seem to be doing way better, though. you deserve that, and don't let shitty people like I was in the past hold you back
I think it might be interesting to catch up. if that's ever something you'd be fine with doing. I dunno of I'd be comfortable with it myself but whatever. I still think of you, and most of those thoughts are just "I hope they're doing okay".
please keep creating
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Sometimes i think back to late 2018 to very early 2019 when most of my Tumblr friends were still active. Now a lot of them either deactivated or just straight up abandoned their account. It feels like a ghost town kinda. Not to mention one of the friends i was closest with straight up vanished mid 2018 and they haven't been active on any of their accounts since. I had another disappear right around the end of 2017. I still wonder about them till this day since they just up and vanished without a word to anybody. Sometimes the intrusive thought get to me, nagging at me telling me i was too annoying and i finally scared them away. Other times i wonder if they just lost the passwords to all of their accounts.
I just started back talking to one of the around 10 to 12 friends i had. At least 7 of those friends have since deactivated. It kinda sucks but hey its life. But ive learned that sometimes you outgrow friends, and they outgrow you. Of course, you're gonna miss them but its a part of life i suppose.
But eventually you move on. Find new friends. Possibly new relationships. You reminisce about the times with the old friends you had back when things were simpler. You grow into new people, you get new interests and your personality grows with you. Sometimes is comforting knowing you left those friends in the past. Sometimes you're left wondering would we still be friends today? Would you still agree on things you did in the past? How much have they changed? Would they like the new you? Would they even be interested in the same fandoms anymore?
I dont remember where i was going with this. Im so very grateful for the people i have now. I dont know what i would do without them. I have an amazing girlfriend, and an awesome best friend.
Although my friend group dwindled from around 20 to barely 8, im still so grateful i have them. And honestly? I dont care that i dont have that many friends anymore. Sure i talk to the old friends i had from time to time, but ive realized that im happiest with under 10 friends. Im not a people person like i was a few years ago, and i certainly dont have the confidence meeting new people like i did a few years ago. I made friends with my favorite camp camp artist because i realized they followed me back. We've now known each other for around 2 or 3 years.
I wish i had that confidence now. I wish i had the guts to just message new people and make friends with them. I wish my self esteem didn't make me believe im an annoying and selfish person. I wish i was a normal person with normal experiences like going out, making friends, getting a job. I wish i could properly come out to my parents about me being a demigirl but hey i guess im too much of a coward and afraid of rejection and being disowned to do so.
I feel so bad for the people that see this. I started with thinking about my old friends and now ive turned it into a vent. Well done me. But sometimes you gotta let it out. No matter who sees.
This might be my longest post on here. Sorry for turning into a late night/early morning brainless vent.
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A minor detour, plz endulge me — It's bullshit to claim that query people automatically agree that X, Y, and Z are understood to be jokes and are OK them. That's such a toxic level of thinking and I'm absolutely shocked that I came across it today.
That I came across it in a space run by women and non-binary people is even more mind-boggling.
There's so many of you out there that are so eager to be part of the cool kids club that you're willing to overlook so very many foul, toxic, and downright damaging behaviors.
I might be mean and call people out on their shitty jokes, but at least I'm not the one making the jokes that are about queer stereotypes, or jokes about assault, etc. You bet your ass I'm gonna call something toxic before I give someone the benefit of the doubt that it's "a joke".
We want men to call out their peers behaviors? Hey guess what? We should too. Just because we're queer, trans, women, non-binary, whatever — that doesn't mean we shouldn't be called out.
I will call someone out no matter where it is, in front of others, if they have hit my Shit List Quotient. I curate quite aggressively, whether it's unfollowing, muting tags, leaving channels, etc. You really have to consistently show me you are a dick for me to come for you. I find it endlessly amusing that I'm the bad guy, pointing out shitty behaviors.
No, that's you.
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