Gotta Keep Going

Hiya, names Elliot, I barely use Tumblr anymore but I lurk lol 23y/o I'm into several fandoms! Try to remain positive!! He/him • Gay • Danish

[pettycentral]

[kappa-crossing]

bugs on a date 😳😳

[antikate]

Current mood

[spartanlocke]

mood. and alternatively: 

[the-meme-monarch]

spiritual successor to the “THE BEES......” one (except now it’s wasps)

[agoldengalaxy]

this just in; I would willingly die for these virtual raccoons

[thepastelpeach]

tfw  you spend literal hours googling adhd/add symptoms and the dawning realization that washes over you the more symptoms you relate to

[peppyislander]

new leaf

new horizons where we can control where houses go and even make a whole ass waterfall 

[eorzean-cabbage]

You like hurt/comfort because you like the idea that someone will comfort you when you are in pain.

[holisticfansstuff]

[seabasse]

Animal Crossing: New Horizons - Your Island Escape, Your Way - Nintendo Switch (currently privated)

[morganoperandi]

I’m a cis-gender man which basically means that, when I was born, the doctor went “It’s a boy!” and when I was old enough to understand I agreed with him.

The thing is, I don’t know why I feel like a man.  I was teased and bullied for it a lot when I was little.  I’ve never had stereotypically American male interests.  I never cared about sports or cars or guns.  I was more interested in music and cooking and the arts.  I’ve always been emotionally in tune and sensitive, even when I did my best to suppress my emotions to survive a childhood of abuse from other children.

It’s not physical either.  I don’t feel like a man because I have a penis or a beard.  If you put my brain in a robot body or any other body, my essence would still feel male (I assume).  I literally can’t imagine what being any other gender would feel like, since I feel so acutely male.

I think that’s why the concept of being transgender always made sense to me.  I’m a man.  I don’t have any bloody clue why I feel like a man, but I don’t feel that it’s tied to my body or my interests or the way that I’ve been treated.  I feel like a man because of something beyond that.  Something ephemeral.  So, why couldn’t others feel the same?  Why couldn’t a person who’s been misidentified as a girl feel like a boy for the exact same nebulous reasons that I do?

And, since gender really doesn’t make any sense to me anyway, why couldn’t there also be people who feel as if they don’t have one?  Or who flow across genders like a ship on a map?

Are there people out there whose sense of their own gender is inseparable from their physical form?  If you put those people into robot bodies or, simply, other physically different bodies, would their gender identity also swap?  If so, why?  Are they actually more lost in their gender identity than I am and they need to hone in on the physical in order to anchor themselves?

Why do people feel like they are the gender that they are?

[sir-renaissance]

This is very soul filling to read. Thank you

[alisonzai]

[femaleshits]

[gaybluesargent]

me, every single time i get a kudos on ao3: someone liked my writing. one real irl human being read something i wrote and enjoyed it. they thought it was good enough to read to the end and click the button. an actual person. they liked it.

[aknfdskjcndsl-deactivated201506]

me: *looks at ocs i made 4 years ago*

me: we can rebuild them. we have the technology

[whitepeopletwitter]

[edgebug]

heard my little brother mention a character that shares my deadname. went “AUGH” like you do when you hear your deadname. he and my sister go “what?? what is it??” i say i heard my deadname. it takes them a second and then they both say

“i forgot you had a deadname??”

[edgebug]

reblog to forget your own and everyone else’s deadname

[edgebug]

wow this post blew up. thanks to all you guys ive forgotten my own deadname. i dont have one anymore. not sure why my drivers license says some other bitch’s name thats weird

[recklessmoss]

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