Just mentioned being intersex to an ex I haven’t talked to in years and he goes “yeah that makes sense. always thought you smelled like a man.”


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Can we stop calling letting go of an abusive past forgiveness? It isn’t. It doesn’t have to be. You don’t have to forgive someone to abandon your anger and grief

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My sexual orientation is girls who look like they could beat me up and boys who look like they wouldn’t stand a chance

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i’ve seen a quote on my dash a couple times that’s basically saying you should write all your secondary characters like they think they’re the main character of the book and like i totally think that’s good advice and all in a lot of ways, but i definitely never thought i was the main character of anything. i really want more books where the main character thinks of themself as a secondary character.


the desire to buy “”“Sexy Bras”“”” and wear them under my giant t-shirts always

its a metaphor

when i was in middle school i became really, really obsessed with wearing sexy matching sets of bras and underwear and everything ALWAYS HAD TO MATCH and i had a spreadsheet detailing my collection. i basically dressed like a frumpy secretary over them though. like lots of loose fitting cardigan sets and calf length skirts in neutrals and pastels.

i don’t even know if i ever would have gotten over that if i hadn’t just grown too large to be able to buy pretty bras anymore because i would literally like spend hours a day researching bras and it was the only thing i spent money on.

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i don’t know if i can technically call my anxiety brain problem “OCD” at this point, since it is much less classic than it once was, having gone through like 30 incarnations, but i do know

that regardless of what they’re diagnosed with or call it, i can infer whether someone has [something like generalized anxiety] or [something like OCD] within like 2 seconds from the way they anxietypost

there are definitely 2 camps. they don’t always align with diagnosis, i think. but there are (at least) two distinct ways for your brain to do the anxiety, and the ocd one is recognizably distinct even if the person has no compulsions that they’d label as such.

I definitely have two very distinct kinds of anxiety where one is like basically my brain latches on to something that *is* scary and that’s reasonable to be scared of and then just runs with it to the point that it’s no longer reasonable and the other one is more like my brain being like “These are the correct thoughts and any deviation from that is Wrong and Bad and you’ll probably die somehow because you’d totally deserve it.”

Actually now that I think about it there’s also a few separate kinds of anxiety that I tend to think of as being my PTSD that aren’t really either of those things exactly, although they have more of the flavor of the first one.

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*shows up at ur door 10 years after we had an argument* aND ANOTHER THING

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Korean version of Western stories — Alice in Wonderland, Beauty and the Beast, Swan Lake, Little Red Riding Hood.

(Cr: Obsidian@Pixiv)

Contemporary Art Week!

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posts saying white cis males suck


posts saying all men suck


friends reblogging those posts


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I feel so incredibly relieved to have finally realized that the main reason sex and gender always confused me so intensely is because so much relevant information was withheld or not explained or put into context.

Doctors and other authority figures don’t seem to realize that if you withhold labels to make people feel normal and not give them the shame and stigma of a label you’re actually telling them that they’re so abnormal and gross and wrong that they’re not even allowed to be named and discussed. YOU ARE LITERALLY ENFORCING THE CONDITIONS YOU CLAIM TO SAVE PEOPLE FROM.

Looking back it was obvious what things were doctors treating the fact that I’m intersex while dancing around ever saying that word. I’m so literal and verbally based that I took my birth certificate saying I’m female and my gender identity being woman and thought “I’m FAAB so obviously I must just be a cis woman.” The language about cisness and transness is much more open to non-binary gender than non-binary sex.

Obviously the variety of intersex conditions and people means that being intersex doesn’t inherently mean you can’t be fairly straightforwardly cis or trans, but that wasn’t my experience and it’s such a relief to finally have the language to understand my experience.

I’ve always been legally recognized as female, but I haven’t always passed as female (I still don’t always) and my ability to pass even to the extent that I do is in many ways a result of medical intervention, not just learned and conscious performance.

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can we talk about how this fucking pbs show aimed at little kids easily talked about how anxiety is stressful but normal

Ok no but can we talk about this entire episode? 

It was called April 9th, and it was actually a response to the 9/11 attacks. It didn’t talk about the attacks themselves, but rather focused on teaching kids to deal with the all of the emotions that they might be feeling as a result. They set up a situation that might evoke similar emotions in children: a massive fire at the school.

Arthur’s dad was in the fire, so (as you can see above), Arthur is constantly worried about his dad’s safety.

Sue Ellen is grieving because her journal, which contained a huge amount of precious memories, was destroyed in the fire. Muffy is confused why she can’t just cheer Sue Ellen up by giving her a new journal.

Buster wasn’t at school that day, and feels confused and guilty that he isn’t sad about the fire like the other kids. He then befriends the school janitor, who has to retire due to an injury that, at his age, is pretty serious.

Binky actually saw the flames, and is constantly traumatized by the event. He doesn’t tell anyone because he feels like he would lose his tough-guy reputation if he admitted that he was scared.

The episode teaches kids that all of these emotions are perfectly normal and natural, that there’s not one right way to feel, and that even if it takes a while, things are going to be okay.

The thing that makes this show so great, in my opinion, is that it knows that kids are intellegent and strong enough to deal with these things if you present them in the right way. It doesn’t hide them, it doesn’t sugar coat them, it just presents them in a way that children can understand and shows them how to deal with them.

pretty incredible

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