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frederick gets down to irena santor
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accepting that you’re objectively weird & owning it is infinitely better than being constantly desperate to appear normal to people who don’t even matter to you
im gonna be real so much fem/butch talk is so. white and cisgender... like.... fems and butches are scientifically designed for each others. being a butch/stud/masc doesn't make you dominant or assertive or offer a specific type of personality. being femme doesn't mean you are the woman. neither of you could be women. and, i don't like your implication of the exclusion of femmdykes. because, thhey are fgoin g to be my girlfriends. at least three. three weed smoking femmdyke girlfriends
This is based asf
I always thought since I was found that I couldn't be gay or I couldn't be queer or not binary or any of that but my sister is a very feminine non-binary person and it's so upsetting to me when my family misgenders them
i'm a predominantly femme presenting non-binary person n ppl constantly misgender me despite me correcting them. i even get misgendered when im masc presenting n that rly rly upsets me. i stopped dressing masc bc of it, it just hurts my heart too much. i like fucking wit gender n dressing up diff ways but i never feel butch enough. i just lean into the hyper feminity bc its a more comfortable mask.
We are special.
As in unique, we are no better than anyone else.
We are teachers, but we must continue to learn like children.
Find joy in the little things, the stuff that no one notices.
I feel too much sometimes.
I need to decompress and remember I can only control my own reactions to others distress.
My daughter has taught me to slow down and appreciate what I have.
But I want more.
I want to live a full life.
I want to have a group of friends and family who encourage me in figuring my life out and achieving my goals.
GODD i need to get hugged like this so bad
please lord let me have this😭🙏
my family history reads like a checklist nobody ever got to look at. generational untreated everything. i'm just the one who finally picked up the book.
nobody told me "we don't go to church" was also an identity. i just knew i didn't fully belong in the places that did. the in-between has its own kind of loneliness — one that doesn't get a community or a hymn.
there's a specific grief for the childhood you deserved but didn't get. it's not the loud kind. it's the kind that shows up when you're doing something normal and you think
"oh. i should have had this."
surviving your childhood doesn't mean it didn't happen.
it just means you got good at leaving. knowing when the door was the only option.
april is approaching. april? well, april is going to be yuriful. we're easing out of yaoi seezon and approaching the yuri time of the year. make sure to yuri. yuri yuri yuri. artedeetress, chiana lezzes out, destiel endverse yuri.
generational trauma and undiagnosed neurodivergence, the same story told in different decades, by people who didn't have the words for what they were living through.
they sent me to a school that wasn't mine into a religion that wasn't mine and then wondered why i felt like an outsider.
and then blamed me for it.
it's strange to understand someone completely and still not be able to excuse what they did.
both things just sit there.
coexisting.
heavy and unresolved.
autism doesn't come out of nowhere. when i look back at the family tree i see the same things in different people. nobody called it that. they called it difficult. sensitive. too much. plus, theyre scared of me because they dont know what it is