sortai, entities in the shape of a girl* (she/it) (nb/queer). I probably love you. (if I reblogged something I shouldn't have, please tell me) (also I forget to tag things often, sorry about that) (this blog is mostly sfw but I am 24 and I will interact with 18+ blogs, without reblogging nsfw stuff; dm if you want my nsfw sideblog)
I am an uninsured trans woman staring down unexpected medical charges! After losing my job I've been unable to afford much and need some help with both my obligatory bills and groceries. I have until the 11th of next month. Thanks to your help before, I safely made it to a new home, but while I'm working hard to secure support from financial aid programs, I still need a little more. Please share if you can't give, and anything you can is deeply deeply appreciated!
sometimes merely existing in the world as a trans woman with principles makes me feel like i'm going insane. what do you mean people think prisons are a good thing. what do you mean diverting from monogamy is considered ludicrous. what do you mean people think one's nature is unchangeable. what is considered 'normal' by the overwhelming majority of people is fucking topsy-turvy land to me. i dont understand it at all
read this book on magick and it was like "a great and powerful magickal technique practicable only by accomplished magicians is, to utterly change oneself and commit to the change, going against the world, changing your mind, your wardrobe, your identity-"
Ozempic scares the shit out of me. You're telling me there's a drug that takes away both the craving side of hunger and targets the brain's rewards center for eating. You're telling me it takes the joy out of eating and it turns you into a skeleton. Why did we turn The Curse of the Black Pearl into a drug. What the fuck.
I actually want to thank the diabetics coming on this post like "actually it genuinely is a great treatment for diabetes and it hasn't affected my mood or my enjoyment of food. The real issue is it's getting abused as a weight loss drug which also makes it scarce and more expensive for those who can genuinely benefit from it." Kind of reminds me of the time my brother got permission from our family psychiatrist to try my ADHD medication and his reaction to it was "what the fuck are you on. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON. WHY DO I FEEL LIKE CRYING. YOU'RE ON THIS EVERY DAY!?!"
Body chemistry! It makes a big difference in how your body processes a drug! What can be genuinely helpful for some folks is The Curse of the Black Pearl for others!
She asks to play volleyball with the girls team. They start a harassment campaign against her. Her mom's a rabid gender critical radfem mumsnetter terf. At the prom she sets a gymnasium full of transmisogynists on fire with her mind. You get it.
Rowling posted the picture taken from below because the trans woman, she said, was "refusing to debate me."
...okay so that actually happened. Normally, given just 'X posted upskirt of Y', I'd be somewhat inclined to try and find the photo or otherwise determine the degree to which it reads as an 'upskirt' but the "debaaaaateeee meeeeeee" context makes it fairly clear the picture was intended to be humilating or otherwise upsetting so thankfully I don't have to bother.
once again i have to remind my fellow non-transmisogynized trans people that if you call me "female", "an afab", "female perceived", "female socialized" or anything remotely similar in person i WILL be punching you in the nose
You thought your superpower, always hitting your intended target while throwing something, was lame at first. Then, you began to realize your power was not bound by the limitations of space and time, nor was it a superpower to always be taken literally.
think about it. how many phrases we have for things like that. we say iâm just throwing things at the wall to see what will stick. we say stoneâs throw from here. we say throw the whole man out. we say throw caution to the wind, we throw a monkey wrench into things, we even throw someone for a loop.
youâre currently throwing a party. half drunk, one eye open, youâre googling how to make spaghetti bolognese with only two cans of tomatoes and leftover meat. when you type into the chrome bar how do i, the google search how do i get over a - comes up, and you have to put the phone down.
âiâm out of like, meat,â you say. âor like, anything.â (where did it go? did you throw it out? things happen like this, slippery).
tyler is slowdancing with himself, one hand on his face. âthis is the best fucking party iâve ever been to.â
itâs usually the best party anyone has ever been to. your mom thinks you could start a club, because she believes in you too much. âi want spaghetti bolognese.â you have to yell-talk; itâs too loud here. someone is chanting in another room. god, they better behave in there. someone elseâs perfect night made your floor reek for like a week last time.
you pause and pull your stupid moleskine you spent too much money on (threw the money away on, ha!) out of your back pocket where you pretentiously keep it with its little bic pen. you write: data point request⊠can you throw a demon out of a body?
demons would have to be real first. so thatâs stupid.
âi love your shirt,â tyler says.
donât say it you stupid fuck. âthanks,â you smile with that same practiced grin. donât say it donât say it donât - âi just threw it on.â
you have told exactly 1 person about this thing, and sheâs⊠well, whatever. youâre throwing a party. thatâs what this is, right? this is you throwing a good time. youâre having a good time. everyone keeps saying what a good time this is.
data point request: throw the thought away.
not helpful. last weekâs datapoint (throwaway joke?) has been a success, though, so you can put a sticker next to that one when you remember. and yes, it only works in english. which is maybe a blessing, because you have a C- in spanish and youâre barely holding it together as it is. (top of page three, datapoint request: why the fuck only english? hello?)
you walk through the apartment, hold your hands up when they invite you to beer pong haha, no thanks, but itâs genuinely not fun when you can-only-win. people stop being cool about it during the third round - you just start looking like an asshole.
not that she ever saw you that way. fuck. for real, throw the whole thought out.
you go to throw your coat on. as-per-usual, people around you stop moving while you do this easy thing. you havenât recorded a video of yourself doing this particular one, but like-everything-else, it always leaves people a little dazzled. just watching like they know they shouldnât be too impressed with it, itâs just a coat.
you type into your phone again: how to mak-
the history from google: how to make her love you again.
"Well you wouldn't find this fantasy so enthralling if it were REAL and happened to YOU" Okay, yeah, no, but you see it's not real and it's not happening to me.
"you shouldn't speculate on a dead person's gender"
no one needs you to protect the inherent assumed cisness of someone who very obviously didn't fit the mold of what cis men are expected to act like, who died far too young and never got the chance to tell us how they identify as, who ended their own life the way so many trans women closeted and otherwise do due to transmisogyny.
instead of getting mad that someone said Kurt Cobain was a trans woman, instead ask yourself why being a trans woman is a fate worse than suicide in your eyes.
1) if i died of suicide before i was able to fully come out, and the people who knew me best understood that while i might not have had the language to describe i probably would've been a trans woman if i had lived longer, then i would 100% with them posthumously calling me a trans woman.
2) people speculate on dead people's gender and sexuality all the time. there are people throughout history who, while not using the exact words we use today, would have been the equivalent of gay, lesbian, asexual, transmasc. why is it only offensive when people talk about someone possibly being a trans woman?
3) "no means of fighting back"? being a trans woman isn't an insult or an attack. if anything its a compliment and a mark of pride and honor. what does it say about you that you think someone is lesser for being labeled as a trans woman?
4) i think cybersmith disagreeing with me just proves my point even more
1: if you died of suicide, that would be a choice. I would respect the decision you made to take any private doubts or secrets with you to the grave.
2: some people do. I don't approve of that, this isnât a double standard; I don't like it when people say that Achilles or Oscar Wilde were attracted to men, I think that is also wrong.
3: that's an opinion the drad person might not share.
1: so if i didn't publicly state "i am a transgender woman" anywhere publicly, but i implied as much privately to my friends and expressed wanting to be a woman, you would misgender me even in death?
2: so why is cishet the default in your eyes?
3: then thats part of a larger societal issue of systemic transmisogyny. maybe instead of conforming to it, start to work on your own internal biases.
Why would anyone argue with HPG? He's HPG, he's already lost. Or else it's someone pretending to be the original HPG, which is so sad as to beggar belief
plus if other people see this post and get mad that i called Cobain a trans woman (which she is), they have to contend with the fact that they're siding with him.
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