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#the signs were there
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One time, when I was eight, I was reading this book and found three spelling mistakes in it. I was so upset by this that I wrote a letter to the publishers and asked my mother to mail it to them.
And yet it took ten more years for people (myself included) to figure out I was autistic…
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random0815fangirl · 6 months
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Back before I knew I was aroace I decided that I needed a Celebrity Crush to answer with when people asked and I decided on Demi Lovato despite only listening to like 3 Demi Lovato songs in my entire life and I don't know what the point of this post is but I'm sharing it
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valiantly-onward · 2 years
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Understanding that Lloyd has been at the end of his rope for the entirety of the Wildbrain era makes so many things make sense
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the-hoely-bleach · 2 years
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I would like to revisit the topic of the “kid who had a rock collection to neurodivergent queer adult” pipeline
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michaelnotholden · 2 months
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Man idk how many times I’ve said I hate lovejoy…. Fuck Wilbur soot
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bayonettassecondgf · 2 years
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But like did Anakin ever tell Obi-wan how he blew up the federation ship when he was 9?
And how did we just skip over this fact so fast
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starry-skies-116 · 1 year
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Times I should've realized I was trans af-🏳️‍⚧️⚧🏳️‍⚧️
Back in 3rd grade, when my hair grew long enough, I’d tie it up into a ponytail, drape the hair over my head to make it look like a masc haircut, clip it so that it would stay in place, and then place a beanie over it to cover the clips. I’d always be in the school restrooms, pretending to be a man. One time I even walked into the boys restroom during recess- that moment for me was the most euphoric moment in my entire year of third grade.
One time, I wanted to a little social experiment at 13- this was before I got my first period. I went out masquerading as a boy with my Mum, and the shopowner called me ‘handsome’ and praised my mom for ‘raising such a good son’. I felt so happy until my Mum corrected the shopowner that I was a ‘girl’. Thanks, Mum. /sarc
I LOVED pixie and boycuts, but my mom forbade me from getting one (hence me doing the shit I did in number one).
When I learned the term ‘transgender’, I thought that it couldn’t possibly me me due to the stereotypes that have been implanted forcibly inside my head about gender roles. Then, as I watched more and more trans youtubers and videos and learned more and more, I realized “Hey, this shit actually fits me”. Sometimes I didn't feel any gender at all (agender moment-)
One time, I accidentally walked in on a guy peeing in first grade because his dumbass forgot to lock the door. I got chewed out by my disgusting and toxic first grade teacher way more than I should have, but it was in that moment that I realized “Damn. I wish I was born a guy.”
My original favorite colors were purple, blue, yellow, black and white. I was just brainwashed into being forced to like pink by my family because “OH YOU’RE A GIRL YOU HAVE TO LIKE PINK.” I was so uncomfortable with that statement, and aggressively tried to follow it to please my family until my friend said “There’s no such thing as boy or girl things, you do you.” So thank you, friend from elementary school, I owe you everything. 😀
Over Christmas, I’d always watch my cis friends get what they want as gifts. I’d ask for legos and dolls, they’d give me the ‘feminine’ version. I’d ask for new shoes, they’d give me those god-awful neon pink and purple ones. I’d want transformers action figures, they’d give me Monster High dolls. Not that I don’t like Monster High, but still. TF my mates.
I’d always want to attend the parties and community gatherings of the men in our community, and my Dad would jokingly say he’d bring me along if I was a man. My heart would never fail to NOT sink at such a statement.
MULAN.
Doesn’t matter if you think of Mulan as transmasc, transfem, nonbinary, cisgender or literally anything else. Every trans child watching this literally went *vine boom*. INCLUDING ME. YOU CAN’T DENY THAT, BUDDY.
Whenever my Mum would joke about me getting married to a man and having children, I would feel incredibly uncomfortable and ask to change the topic. Of course, they obliged, but the sour taste wouldn’t leave for at least an entire week- and that’s rich coming from me, because my ADHD ass usually forget things very quickly (could also be an intersex moment- I have a weird-ass relationship with ‘biological sex’).
When I got my first period at 13 years old, it was very light, just barely noticeable bleeding. It didn’t make me feel all too dysphoric, and I thought to myself: “Y’know, maybe having a period isn’t so bad.” That is, until my parents threw a Voni ceremony, a ceremony celebrating when an AFAB has her first menustration and she’s deemed physically and spiritually a young woman. It was SO awful, dolled up in makeup and jewelry and dressed up in all the saris they forced me to wear. I couldn’t recognize myself in the mirror, but it would’ve broken my heart to shatter the happy expressions of my grandparents. Why couldn’t I have just been their grandson and not their granddaughter…? Actually, y’know what, screw it- even if I was born a guy, I probably still would’ve been trans. (enby moment-)
I was actually happy when me and my mother learned from my doctor that I had PCOS and was thereby intersex at 14. There was an explanation for my hair growth! I liked my body and facial hair- but then came when my mother subjected me to torturous monthly waxing appointments, diets, and forced birth control pills. They even told me I had a ‘high testosterone content’, discussing estrogen treatment, and referred to me as a ‘young lady’ throughout it all. It took all my effort to not cry on the way home.
One time, all my loose shirts were in the washer, so I had to wear a tight shirt. Not only was my autistic ass screaming at how tight and uncomfortable the fabric was, but at how it showed my chest. People were staring- they never commented, but I could already imagine their thoughts. I never wanted to perish more than in that very moment.
The only things I like about my current body are my hips and thighs. Oh, and my thick-ass sideburns, facial and bodily hair, and eyebrows.
I really want to be broad like an AMAB, have a deeper voice like a guy. I’d occasionally ask my parents ‘well what if I was a boy’ or say shit like ‘I wish I was a boy’. I still do.
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localdiscountgoth · 1 year
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had babies first mood stabilizer today
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moominsuki · 1 year
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rin is such a virgo it’s crazy how i never noticed it sooner
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penny259 · 2 years
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still waiting for a resolution for “told you twelve times this morning.”
rip to good writing. when you are so threatened by a pair, you basically delete the entire season/scene and pretend it doesn’t exist.
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mozima · 2 years
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honestly I’m just angry at myself for sitting there and letting all that happen to me. I just regret not doing what I now know I should’ve done. and to think I blamed myself over it. I didn’t deserve any of that. why was I so stupid, and for what?
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robertsbarbie · 1 year
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yeah but also this blonde man has always given me icky vibes so i don’t care
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euesworld · 2 years
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"From your lips to mine, this is going to be the best kiss of all time.. you'll be seeing signs."
Hahahaha.. I think that's a breakup song bro - eUë
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lovesuplex · 2 years
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why do i feel like that was my cousins looking @ my blog…. 1. they were watching baki when i was staying over there and 2. the formatting of the ask and 3. they don’t know im a slut (in theory)
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dogco11ar · 2 years
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jdndskdn the high hopes for they/them to be an ironically bad but good slasher but actually it’s just bad
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