every time i ask people if they do any new years resolutions its all ooooo i dont like making them bc i fail or ohhhhh no i couldnt keep up wiht that and then when they ask me and i tell them about Pasta Quest (i am eating as many different pasta shapes as possible in the space of a year) or when i did Fruit Adventures (every time i saw a fruit i had never eaten before id get one and eat it and read the wikipedia article about it) theyre like hang on i forgot you can make Fun Ones i want a fun one
Extremely unpopular opinion but the concept of bodily autonomy needs to FULLY extend to extremely depressed people who are at risk of self-harm. Like, essentially arresting people for it doesn’t fucking help, and violates their right to determine their own care. Get people some peer support, therapy, material assistance with daily tasks, get them help that helps. Don’t make them walk on eggshells around twitchy medpros who will call the cops on them and throw them in crazy bitch jail for wanting a fucking break.
I’m sick of having to walk on my tiptoes while simultaneously disclosing my trauma to people who could send me off to be further traumatized. Either let me talk or YOU shut the fuck up and don’t ASK me about it.
Especially if you aren’t my psych or therapist! Sorry, GP’s nurse, you don’t have my trust. You are some random person I have never seen before. Let it fucking go.
nothing has been more important to my being queer than when i went to my first pride parade, got seperated from my group, had a panic attack about it and was sitting on the side of the road holding a tiny genderfluid flag and freaking out. then this six foot five drag queen in four inch heels appeared from literally nowhere and sat down next to me. i, this scared-shitless trans bi kid at pride for the first time, very nervously told her she looked pretty and i told her my name and that i got lost and didn’t feel like i should be at pride and she held my hand and said “oh, honey, everybody deserves to be here, especially you. pride is for everybody who’s ever gotten lost, who’s been scared of who they are or where they are. you think we never been scared before? pride’s for you, honey, because you’re scared. you don’t have to be proud right now, but you’re gonna be one day, honey, i’m sure of it.”
i found my group soon after that and i never saw that queen again but to this day i am convinced i met an angel.
so yeah. pride is for you. pride is for all of us.
this is peak trans culture because this would have been easier with very nearly any other guitar design but she just haaad to use one shaped like the letter e. Not afraid of a challenge. Respect.
I would like to add that their name is E, literally just the letter E, like they’re in a spy movie. As if that wasn’t cool enough already she went and got a guitar shaped like her name. Fucking icon.
