So logical!
pre-transition: how do you deal?
Hey guys, it’s Micah. I’ve been feeling really desperate lately and wanted to see if maybe you wonderful guys could help me out. My question is this:, how did you guys manage to cope pre transition? Meaning you didn’t bind, maybe didn’t have short hair, or just weren’t able to pass. That’s where I am and it’s eating me alive. Help?
I had a lot of neutral clothes and layered them up. A few of my friends knew and were supportive as much as they could be, even if it was just making eye contact if we were talking about LGBT stuff in class and having unspoken support. The internet was really helpful too. I kept a countdown until I turned 18 and just kept telling myself each day was one day closer and that I’d make it through. You will too!
I’m one and both, thus third, and all and neither, linearally, fluidly, and simultaneously, transcendentally.
No assumptions, no judgement, and no nonconsensual labeling allowed.
My experiences are mine alone, my rhetoric mine alone, and it’s not mainstream, and even other activists/radicals/trans folks/queers do not speak for me.
Though nothing “has happened” recently, it’s so liberating to remember this and reiterate it.
If you’re only attracted to people with certain genitals you’re not just gay/straight. You’re also a vaginophile or a phallophile. Please label your orientation appropriately.
Dear Everyone,
If you don’t like being labeled, don’t try to force labels on other people.
Best regards,
EveryoneIf they claim it’s wrong for cis gender people to tell trans gender people how to label themselves, then why is the reverse okay?
And, more importantly, how is someone’s preference anyone’s business but the two (or more, if you’re lucky) people who are consenting to have sex with each other?
These two new terms aim only to distinguish certain people as bigots because of their sexual preferences. So that some can, for example, sneer at a lesbian who doesn’t want to have sexual contact with a penis. (If you’re shaking your head in bewilderment right now, you get it.)
This younger generation is not going to be happy until they can categorize every single person into a card catalog of exhaustive labels.
Since I’m apparently now being forced to label myself by what genitals I fuck in the privacy of my own home, and since I prefer both sexes and most genders, I’m just going to keep self-identifying as slutty, fuck you very much.
I don’t usually reblog stuff like this but…WHAT GIRL-NON-GRATA & APPROPRIATELY-INAPPROPRIATE SAID.
This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard of.
Why are we so obsessed with labels? Do we think it will make it easier for us to understand ourselves and others? I think in the end labels take away from our humanity and turn us into things, not people. I am a person. I love who I love, I have sex with who I have sex with, and I am attracted to what I am attracted to. Want to know more about it? Ask me, I might share with you.
I don’t understand why my generation is so obsessed with labels.
^ This
[Image: White background with LGBT dove. Text: I came out over a year and a half ago. Last week I announced I was dating. None of my friends knew I was gay. They were the first people I told. Call me self centered but I took that very hard.
That’s not self-centered at ALL. I don’t even know the words for what it is, because you’d expect the people you trust so much to tell that to would remember. :(
This is so adorable!
And maybe this can also help me out with the OWL stuff I couldn’t articulate well earlier this week—so what really is the difference between a squish and a crush? Is it sexual attraction? Because I don’t really understand what makes romantic attraction different being or wanting to be close to someone, which seems to be encompassed in a squish, just without physical intimacy. Does that make sense? Maybe I’m overthinking this.
I implore White people to find out who they really are, culturally-speaking
This will help tackle White Supremacy.
DO IT. Please.
Because “White” is an oppressive identifier.
It’s a blank slate. No life. No world. No culture.
Irish, Polish, German? Culture.
Italian, Romanian, Basque, Portuguese? Culture.
Macedonian, Greek, Croatian? Culture.
White? *wind howls through the graveyard*
I get this, and understand it, but I feel like it doesn’t do much. Maybe it’s because I’m white and that’s what’s speaking for me right here, but when I think about my ancestry, and I don’t know what it does for me. To top it off a few generations back one of my relatives was adopted. So between being a mix of all sorts of things, not knowing what a lot of them are, and being raised in the US, what connection at all do I have with some culture of some country that my ancestors lived in 200 years ago? That doesn’t mean anything compared the culture I was raised in and live in now.
truth.
1939) I’m terrified that nobody is going to love me. I feel like I’m going to start T, and then nobody will ever want to be with me. I feel like no guy wants a guy with a vagina, and once I start T, I’ll never find anyone. I’ll be happier with my body, but I’ll be alone.
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It’s not true! Yeah for some folks (like me) it seems to make it harder to date a lot but if people care that much about something silly like that then they are just missing out or there wouldn’t have been anything substantial anyway! Plus there are plenty of people that for better or worse are really into trans people (yeah in a non-chaser way).
