yeah ok i get it you don’t think transandrophobia exists but you do realize that it’s still bad to be shitty to transmascs right? you get that right?
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yeah ok i get it you don’t think transandrophobia exists but you do realize that it’s still bad to be shitty to transmascs right? you get that right?
Is this my trauma?
I was up at 3 in the morning after a heavy conversation with my best, pouring forth my unfiltered thoughts and gutting my heart on paper the stream of consciousness of a deaf, black male who has to balance those two predominant spheres (along with being queer) while battling the never ending introspective thoughts that constantly make me question my self worth and whether or not my friends are REALLY my friends, or just people who pity me and are being polite while I misread all of their cues and tones, all the while addressing the fact that I have avoided confronting the real issue that my disability is an obstacle when it comes to building genuine (ergo, romantic) relationships, while people won't actually SAY it....we all know it's there, and it's great that I'm like this "AMAZINGWONDERFULGENUINETALENTEDFUNNY" guy, but I'm still "too deaf," "too black," "too intimidating." And internalizing THIS message, this stream of consciousness, in a way that people cannot look at me and go, "Nah, you're being a #paranoidminority" or "you're #attentionseeking and #playingthevictim" because we are often taught that our experiences are invalid. That it's all in our heads. But it's me holding up a portrait of myself that contains fragments belonging to different places while not fully belonging anywhere.
I'm not asking for pity or your opinion. There isn't a right or wrong. It's just me. My experiences as the results of biology and fucked up circumstances and being a clusterfuck of star stuff.
Yeah that's my headspace.
Hello! My feiend and I had the idea to start a zine called 'On the Margin' where people from various marginalized groups come together and male a compilation of artwork and think pieces about various topics such as bigotry (racism, xenophobia, transphobia, etc), intersectionality, identity, etc, so that people can have a shared collective experience and find different forms pf activism. We are looking for writers and artists (mostly thlse from marginalized groups) to come and join on this possible project We would alsi not mind having someone who has experience with publishing and expenses so that we don't make too many mistakes (because we're kind of inexperienced with this stuff). If you or someone you know may be interested, maybe hop into my ask box and we can talk about what you want to contribjte to the zine. If you guys have any suggestions for anything involving the zine, you can still send me an ask or simply send me a reply amd I'll loom at it. Any money collected from thjs zine will go to various organizations that were chosen by people involved with the zine
I'm what's called a supertaster, which means that I'm oppressed by cilantro