Lol.
A pro-Scottish Indy + virulently anti-trans blog, popular within some circles of Scottish Indy, and the SNP made me the target of it rage today.
I've tweeted about it.
I even directly sent my brother a message about it since he doesn't follow my twitter.
He didn't respond and ask if I was OK.
My mum hasn't asked if I'm OK.
Now I'm in bed and thinking about this I just wanna cry again.
For my UK/Scottish peeps, it was Wing's Over Scotland.
I had people messaging me calling me part of the gustapo because I support the GRA (Gender Reform Act) and self-id.
Anyway. I continue to feel like the family that is suppose to matter to me don't give a flying fuck when it does actually matter to me. When I need to hear their concern. They're fucking awol.














