I have to sit here and think about everything we did and dissect every little bit and for my heart’s sake, I’m going to believe that it meant nothing and will continue to be nothing. My heart cannot take another massive blow and I have a feeling that this blow would be even worse.
I don’t want to be thinking pessimistically like this, but it’s a defense mechanism.
That’s why boys ruin lives.
I don’t know what I’m doing ??? ?
My mom put more money in my bank account because she saw I was broke. I feel like crying because I’m so lucky to have a mom like the one I do!! :(
the three hardest words for people with mental illnesses
it’s not even like
it’s not even about like
"i need to learn not to conflate genitals w gender so i can avoid reblogging a text post that will make ppl on tumblr mad"
it’s honestly not just like. playing this game of minesweeper where u just try not to reblog stuff that will make ppl mad at u
that’s not the point
the point is “i need to learn not to conflate genitals w gender so that i can UNLEARN violent, oppressive, harmful thought patterns about trans ppl”
and part of that is not reblogging rhetoric that supports those thought patterns
but at the end of the day it’s not about avoiding transphobic posts on a blogging website
it’s about changing the way we think about trans ppl bc we’ve been taught to think awful, horrible, invalidating, dehumanizing things about them and we have to take responsibility for that and do everything in our power to get rid of that shit so that we don’t hurt the people around us
the goal should not be to see a text post that says “penis = man” and think “i shouldn’t reblog this post bc it includes wording that ppl will call out as transphobic”
the goal should be to see a text post that says “penis = man” and think “i’m not going to reblog that because it’s incorrect”
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