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Found a hormone doc in Columbus, GA!
Started an estrogen blocker today!
I don't have to drive 2 hours to Atlanta anymore!
Hi Tumblr!
You know how I keep having these periods of silence because I’m either having more surgeries to correct surgeries, or so frozen with pain that I can’t type?
If I can get back to my homeland, Milwaukee, I can get real medical care and a support network that I will never get down here in Louisiana. I can then get back to school and proper linguisticking.
And, as you may not know, I am also the caregiver to a disabled veteran, who is being so abused by the shoddy care by the Louisiana VA hospitals that it is dramatically shortening his lifespan.
If you can help with even $5, I’ll dedicate my future posting and future doctorate to everyone who donates. Like I’ll inscribe your name in a plaque that I’ll place on my future office wall.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/GetThemHomeASAP?utm_medium=copy_link&utm_source=customer&utm_campaign=p_na+share-sheet&rcid=53ce4e16130d46a895938ee2df0e7091
Becky Lehr Veteran Escaping Medical Neglect SUMMARY: My name is Becky Lehr. I’m a linguist and caregiver to my friend Matthew, a disabled I
Standing to pee
My mom told me yesterday that my dad sat down to pee, like the whole 43 years they were married until he died. There was no physical reason he couldn't stand to pee and who knows, maybe he did in public restrooms. I knew there were guys who sat to pee. Hell in Europe they have signs telling guys to sit. But today when I had to sit to pee, I didn't feel so dysphoric about it.
Wow. The patience, kindness and calm communication skills. Outstanding.
From raindovemodel
This made me cry. I wish all situations could be handled as perfectly as this
Sometimes things just take time and understanding to negotiate.
This is how Communication is done. On both sides of the conversation.
Hi! so I’ve seen people say that the ”woman disguising as a boy” is a bad trope, and I get why. Do you think there’s any way that this could still be done well? I’m not sure about my character being a trans man, I’m more inclined to them being non-binary, but I do enjoy the drama that results from the disguise. Should I just drop it?
Hello! I do not recommend blindly following “this trope is bad” advice, without critically examining WHY said trope is bad.
When I read such advice, I always do my own research. I look at who is saying a specific trope is bad, and check to see if they are part of the minority they claim to represent, or if they are a well-meaning outsider. If it’s the latter, then I do research, and see what members of the marginalized group have to say about it.
For example, many Navajo people don’t want outsiders appropriating concepts that serve an important role in their culture. I respect that, and do not appropriate Navajo spirituality in my work.
But when a Tumblr user tells me that non-Greek people naming their children after Ancient Greek gods is cultural appropriation, I take it with a grain of salt. Because A) the Ancient Greek religion is not currently being oppressed, and B) this person’s icon was Marvel’s Loki. So, apparently Greek gods are off the table, but mythologically inaccurate Norse gods are up for grabs.
In this case, I’ve never heard that the “woman disguised as a boy” trope is bad, but I do know where the concept may originate: historical figures who were probably trans men are often referred to as women, and their identities are erased. Therefor, fiction portraying women disguising themselves as men is not inherently harmful, but the historical erasure of trans men is.
As an NB girl, my ability to give advice is limited, but I will soon compile a masterpost of resources from trans men with regards to their portrayal. Stay tuned. In the meantime, my trans followers are more than welcome to share their thoughts.
I hope this helps, and happy writing!
Anon added:
Additional thought for the woman dressed as a man thing. When we talked about this is college we talked about how romances involving this trope are inherently bisexual, so that’s something too.
I have serious Thoughts and Feelings about this.
Historically, women disguised as men (or vice versa) have been used to encode literature, plays, and media with queer subtext. Most prominently, you have Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night – a gloriously queer work of art, whose homoerotic subtext has been brought to the surface in modern adaptations. What I’m getting at is, if y’all haven’t seen this image, you need to, because it’s the hottest thing my sapphic ass has ever seen:
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And I don’t think I even need to mention Mulan. We all know Shang and Mulan are a queer power couple.
In film, one of the most famous examples of this phenomenon is 1959′s Some Like It Hot, which remains one of THE single most subversive films I’ve ever seen. To hide from a gang, the male protagonists disguise themselves as women – and, in an astounding plot twist, enjoy bonding with other women and exploring their femininity. Oh, and it ends with one of them romantically ENDING UP WITH ANOTHER MAN. In 1959. Don’t believe me? Have a look for yourself.
Essentially “sneaking” queerness in via subtext and loopholes also paved the way to the contemporary era in which gender identity and sexuality could be more freely explored, arguably starting around the late 1990s and early 2000s, with movies like 1999′s Boys Don’t Cry, 2005′s Brokeback Mountain, and 2005′s Breakfast on Pluto. Breakfast on Pluto being my personal favorite of the three, as it’s protagonist – a young trans woman – survives the movie, and gets a happy ending in which she gets to fully embrace her identity. Something that contemporary media still seems to struggle with. It also taught me that I’m attracted to Cillian Murphy characters of every gender.
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Watching this film back-to-back with Peaky Blinders would probably give me bisexual whiplash.
Over the past decade, films like Boy Meets Girl and shows like Sense8 and Euphoria have made tremendous strides in portraying queer sexuality, and gender identity, as well as taking great steps by employing trans people to portray trans characters.
But there was a time when virtually everything non-heterosexual and cisgender was virtually banned, and bizarre, rigid censorship laws forced queer characters to either be killed or “converted” by the story’s conclusion. During that time, one of the few ways to portray queer sexuality was by disguising a character’s gender, so that a same-sex love interest could be shrugged off by censors as an amusing accident. For a long time, it was all queer audiences had, and I will argue that the trope will always be queer coded.
That concludes today’s unsolicited rant on queer media history. And I’ve typed “queer” so many times in this post, it no longer feels like a real word.
Another anon asked:
Why do you say Mulan and Shang are a QUEER power couple? It’s a man and a woman. That’s a straight couple…. Did I miss something? (Genuinely asking because I thought they were straight)
Hello! For one thing, this is my personal interpretation, based on the subtext historically surrounding crossdressing/gender-bending tropes in fiction, and the fact that I’m personally queer as all hell.
I would argue that the vast majority of chemistry between Shang and Mulan developed while Mulan was living as a man, which immediately codes Shang as bisexual. Mulan clearly enjoyed the freedom of exploring male social roles, and many trans and NB people have identified with her situation. Many queer people also identified heavily with the lyrics of the song “When Will My Reflection Show,” in which she struggles to reconcile her desire to please her beloved parents with her desire to be true to herself.
In other words, I’m a full proponent of death to the author, and films like Mulan are endowed with queer subtext by the vast number of people who see themselves in its characters.
Also, as this response illustrates, there’s more than one way to be queer, and many queer people are in (apparently) m/f relationships, such as trans, bi, genderfluid, and nonbinary people.
I hope this helps you understand my perspective, so you can form your own opinions!
There's more than one way to be straight and cis too. Reference historical instances of women going off to the US Civil War dressed as men either because they wanted to fight or to be with their husbands who had already gone off to war. These women crossdressing doesn't make them "queer" (that word is still a slur to me) or trans.
Good luck finding 'em.
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Donating blood while trans
If you are a trans dude with thick blood because of T and your doc says you should either let him draw a pint that he'll throw away or go to the American Red Cross, DO NOT mention ANY of that to the ARC nurse or they will deem it therapeutic phlebotomy and refuse you. Even if your "iron" is within their acceptable levels. And they try to get you to say it, so beware. I got refused today.
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I'm sad because I was gonna buy a 94 Ford Bronco with transmission issues and fix it up but noooooooooooooo the wife doesn't approve of having a big immovable object in her driveway. I spent many pleasurable hours last night reading about the E4OD transmission and looking at auto parts places and dreaming. Maybe I shouldn't have backed down but I don't wanna listen to her bitching about it from now til the end of time.
His name is Thor. Three months and 1 week old.
I hate people who don't get jokes ON PURPOSE.
I keep feeling like if I don't concentrate really hard, I will blink out of existence. Not literally cease to exist, but I don't know any other way to explain it.
Apparently this is what happens when you don't take your Lexapro for several days (it was an accident).
I keep feeling like if I don't concentrate really hard, I will blink out of existence. Not literally cease to exist, but I don't know any other way to explain it.
“In 1984, when Ruth Coker Burks was 25 and a young mother living in Arkansas, she would often visit a hospital to care for a friend with cancer.
During one visit, Ruth noticed the nurses would draw straws, afraid to go into one room, its door sealed by a big red bag. She asked why and the nurses told her the patient had AIDS.
On a repeat visit, and seeing the big red bag on the door, Ruth decided to disregard the warnings and sneaked into the room.
In the bed was a skeletal young man, who told Ruth he wanted to see his mother before he died. She left the room and told the nurses, who said, “Honey, his mother’s not coming. He’s been here six weeks. Nobody’s coming!”
Ruth called his mother anyway, who refused to come visit her son, who she described as a “sinner” and already dead to her, and that she wouldn’t even claim his body when he died.
“I went back in his room and when I walked in, he said, “Oh, momma. I knew you’d come”, and then he lifted his hand. And what was I going to do? So I took his hand. I said, “I’m here, honey. I’m here”, Ruth later recounted.
Ruth pulled a chair to his bedside, talked to him
and held his hand until he died 13 hours later.
After finally finding a funeral home that would his body, and paying for the cremation out of her own savings, Ruth buried his ashes on her family’s large plot.
After this first encounter, Ruth cared for other patients. She would take them to appointments, obtain medications, apply for assistance, and even kept supplies of AIDS medications on hand, as some pharmacies would not carry them.
Ruth’s work soon became well known in the city and she received financial assistance from gay bars, "They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here’d come the money. That’s how we’d buy medicine, that’s how we’d pay rent. If it hadn’t been for the drag queens, I don’t know what we would have done”, Ruth said.
Over the next 30 years, Ruth cared for over 1,000 people and buried more than 40 on her family’s plot most of whom were gay men whose families would not claim their ashes.
For this, Ruth has been nicknamed the ‘Cemetery Angel’.”— by Ra-Ey Saley
She’s 60 now, she’s still doing activist and advocacy work, and working on a memoir.