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thinkin thoughts! this one’s called “niche market”
seeing everyone’s tags on this over the years makes me so emotional. I made this when I was 22 and just starting hrt, and I was so worried I’d be single forever because I wasn’t an easy fit. I’m happily married now and very glad I am who I am. sending endless love to all the other basement ska shows
i hate when in discussions of cheating and plagiarism at the UNIVERSITY LEVEL people are like "um instead of blaming people cheating why not FIX THE SYSTEM that leads to people who want to escape the stress by cheating" like okay this is university though you literally do not have to be there. you choose to be there? maybe you could apply this to little kids but not grown adults... get real...
"now you're part of the found family" but as horror. discuss
imagine just wanting to be friends, but they start subtly treating you like you were their child, and it's nice at first, but as time goes on it starts feeling patronizing and smothering, like you're not an adult.
imagine being a woman and finding yourself slowly turning into the caretaker of people your age or even older without really realizing until you can't leave because what would they do without you?
imagine hanging around some people you would barely call "friends", much less "family", but since you have nowhere else to go, you stay, lulled by security, and at some point it dawns on you: you're their pet.
Ppl in the comments saying this is how people treat you when you’re autistic: yes this is exactly the vibe I was going for
It's not that I don't want to visit, it just wasn't on the list I made in my head
Lord when I say my neurodivergent ass HATES THIS SHIT
You do NOT spring visits on me. Or tasks that will take longer than an hour. Don't assume we talked about it if there is no documentation and for the love of God don't expect me to be happy about it.
kind of insane that i keep seeing stuff like "dating an abuser" or "married to an abuser" on callout posts for celebrities, especially young women. like.... your instinct is to call them out for this? you're not worried that they're being abused themseves? ok
???????????
what only being able to conceive of human relationships through the lens of moral decisions and callout posts does to a mf i guess
as someone who was in an abusive relationship for four years i cannot express to you how many self proclaimed progressives just straight up consider themselves morally superior to me when i tell them i was abused. because they think it could never happen to them, they’re too smart, too strong, too perceptive, they’d never let it happen to them. they think i saw the red flags right away and just chose to keep dating him, when in actuality people like him hide those red flags and introduce them slowly to see how far they can push your boundaries. toward the end of the relationship, i knew i was being abused. i said it out loud. i said it to my best friend, who responded “when you’re ready to leave, i’ll be here”. but when i tried to talk to other progressive people about what i was going through, their response was always something along the lines of either “what did you expect when you chose to date a man?” or “and you’re choosing to stay with him?????” or even “you staying with him even though you know he’s a Bad Abusive Person means you’re clearly a Bad Abusive Person too.” it made it SO much harder to actually leave because that messaging paired with my abuser telling me i’d never find anyone else who would “put up with” me had me believing that being abused was what i deserved. because i’d chosen to date a man, because i’d chosen to date someone who wasn’t a good person, because i’d chosen to be abused. every day i hope the people who said those things to me never have to find out firsthand that no one is immune to manipulation and abuse. no amount of wokeness or moral purity will save you. the only thing that will save you is compassion and community.
this is such a horrendous dogshit mindset, so much of emotional abuse is about cutting off outside support, I'd either be dead or as good as if i hadn't had the like two whole people who knew what was going on & were still there for me
One unexpected thing about being on T is the way that cis men are also jealous of you
Trans men being jealous? Especially those who aren't on T yet? Yeah fair, expected that one
I did not expect cis men to start being like "how are you 4 months on T and already have a deeper voice and more facial hair than me" lmao
But also it really just goes to show you that testosterone affects everyone differently and that 100% includes cis men as well. Chances are that if you're dysphoric about your voice, height, etc. there is also a cis man out there rn insecure about the exact same things
My husband’s job primarily employs adult men but there is one (1) teenage girl and my husband said originally he worried she might be a bit of an outcast but instead every man on the crew was like “huh guess I am a dad/older brother now.”
She was in a car crash on the way to work one morning and called my husband to let him know she’d be late and he was like wtf guess I’m gonna be late too because I’m coming to pick you up and then he told his team and they were like I think you mean WE are coming.
Imagine you are a teenage girl probably rushing to get to work and you crash your probably new car and feel absolutely miserable and now you’ll be late to work but then suddenly in the distance a car full of all the adult men you work with just pulls up and is like “we came all the way here to pick you up” the mental image right now is fr.
Apparently she tried to call her dad but it was 3am and he was obviously sleeping so she called my husband and he not only came to find her but fished her glasses out of the hood of the car (she’d dropped them while looking inside), drove her to the hospital, and told her to take the day off. She insisted on coming back to work so he used his lunch break to watch TV with her to make sure she didn’t doze off (concussion risk).
You’ve heard of the Mom friend but my husband is very much the Dad friend. He said when he answered the phone she said “hey please don’t be mad” and he’s never felt such powerful Fatherhood energy in his life.
Girl: *calls for aid*
Every single dad packed into the car:
This is possibly my favorite response to this post
This girls father: Thanks for helping my daughter out guys
Your husband and all his coworkers:
The "fuck everyone and fuck helping the needy and vulnerable and actually fuck caring about other people" mindset is not natural to us as a species no matter what people say to justify their own callousness and apathy.
waiting for my turn to speak in a conversation and trying not to interrupt literally feels like I'm trying to jump into a game of double dutch
me trying to use my abysmal social skills
Isn't this guy a right wing piece of shit
some of y'all need to learn how to accept hospitality. stop assuming people are only offering to look after you out of twisted obligation that they don't actually want to do. when you assume that, you are often denying someone the opportunity to genuinely show a friend or stranger love. even if you don't really care about what they're offering, it's respectful of their desire to be kind to accept it anyways.
i had a bunch of girls i've never met over for a women's group. every single one of them denied my offer to make them tea (despite already making myself a mug anyways), get them water, a scone, etc.
i can tell when people refuse to let me be a good host because they "don't want to be a bother". like no!! please be a bother!!! i want to serve you and make you comfortable in my home!
not to be like "we live in a society" but really do live in a modern culture than emphasizes individualism to the point where people will reflexively deny any help or kindness from others for fear of treading on their independence. newsflash: dependence on each other is what makes a community. next time someone offers you kindness, accept it instead of making excuses for why you don't need it. otherwise you've robbed both yourself of being loved and someone else from showing love.
One of the things that really helped me make friends as an adult was learning that people want to be wanted, they want to be useful
Accepting help and offering help in return was key to deepening acquaintances into fully-fledged friendships
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Garden Variety Dykes: Lesbian Traditions in Gardening, 1994
OH it's a lesbian and her enormous sunflower
I thought she had her arm around the shoulders of her wife, who was dressed as a plant monster for some reason
i hate when shit says "no trans fats" on it like those are 2 of my favorite words and ur saying theres none of them
from that "whats the most expensive item of clothing you own" poll i reblogged.... u are not serious people dot gif
Anyway I was in an Autism evaluation last week bc I don’t have my original diagnosis on paper and they were asking me “common knowledge” questions and one of them was “who wrote Hamlet” and for some godforsaken reason I heard “Hamilton” so I said, “the book or the musical?” And the doctor said “there’s….a musical?” And we both stared at each other for forty-five seconds while I opened up my “past dialogue” log in my brain and loaded in “Hamlet”
They also asked who wrote Sherlock Holmes and I couldn’t for the life of me remember Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s name but I did remember that he had beef with Houdini because he so deeply believed in Fairies and Ghosts but Houdini didn’t so they were mortal frenemies and I talked about that for several minutes and the doctor said “interesting” and wrote down what I can only assume was “AUTISTIC” underlined three times
