am i aro or do i just feel and act love in a way that isn’t socially correct/ neurotypical.
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Personally, as an autistic person, I love people being flabbergasted about pronouns. Oh wah wah wah you’re having issues with how to refer to people?? Baybe I’ve been struggling not to refer to myself in the second person since 1997, don’t @ me until it takes you 20 years to remember which way is right and which way is left without making an L with your fingers
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saw an exclusionist post so here's a reminder
specifically in reference to transmasc lesbians and trying to draw lines in the sand on who can and can't claim the lesbian label, about how being a lesbian is exclusive of loving men, with someone referring to the people they're attempting to exclude as "fandom gremlin transmascs and neo-mogai crazies."
I don't have the spoons for a proper response but i do feel like i need to make something clear.
on this blog we support fucky genders, fandom gremlin transmascs, and neo-mogai crazies. reblog if u love ur fellow fandom gremlin and neo-mogai crazy queers.
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the claim that those weird "what organs do you have?" could benefit infertile women is very weird for me BEING one and also chronically ill from the age of 12. every health questionnaire I've ever had to fill includes the questions: do you have any health conditions? what surgeries have you gone through? there's where I can tell them I have lost both my tramps but only one of my ovaries and 5cm of my intestine to endometriosis specifically. it's better for questions like that to be dissertative otherwise the checklists would be endless. there are no pregnancy tests being wasted on me anymore.
I understand there has been neglect and discrimination cases against trans men in gynecological care. I don't understand why the concern wouldn't be making transphobia a just cause for firing and suing doctors who prioritize their own religion and politics over a person's health. as well as educational projects both for doctors with that population and aimed at the trans population itself emphasizing how they still have to see doctors regularly what their rights are and how to get heard. that's how we've always done things here and Brazil is a reference in LGBT activism especially in healthcare.
or is the problem admitting lesbians have faced similar problems with medical misogyny and discrimination? that heterosexual and gender confirming women have also died in neglect cases because the already less funded field of gynecology hates dealing with any patient who is not already pregnant or at least looking to get so because that is their priority?
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I've been following that AITA blog for a bit now and it has me thinking about my own life situations with conflict and drama. A passive "do I have anything I could submit to that blog?" But upon thinking about it, it's like... I really find no value in asking strangers whether I'm "the asshole" in situations. There are situations where I'm clearly not at fault, situations where I was a little shit but it was justified, and at least one situation where I have a definite "Oh yeah, I was definitely the asshole there". All in the past, so it's not like I'd even need advice or anything. I already know, so what's the point?
Maybe it stems from me being a generally self-aware and self-confident kind of person. I know what's going on with myself, know when I've wronged people, & I have a mentality of "well, I'll try to not do that in the future." Even if I feel a little guilty thinking back, what's the point of asking after something when I know I'm at fault? Or situations where things were complicated and both people had fault in things, but I know I wasn't being shitty on purpose & that's what matters to me. Ultimately, it results in a bunch of strangers drawing conclusions about things I really don't care about outside input on.
Still love reading the blog tho. There's something about reading up on random people's life drama that satisfies that gossipmonger soul in me So well.
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The seasonal depression (if that's the right term, idk) of like. It's hitting more than it has in the last few years that I miss Christmas with a few specific people. Back in Virginia. This really started this week when I saw pictures of Adam and his wife and kids walking through the Christmas lights tunnels in Maymont and that hit me like a truck and also made me feel... softly nostalgic but since then it's been more little bits that filter in, of missing very specific small things. Places. I ran across a Simpsons quote and I remembered it whole and I just got a pang that I miss my brother Michael. And I know a lot of it is just dumb fuckin nostalgia popping up and that the past lies, and that a lot of what I missed can easily be replicated or bettered somewhere new, but. Idk. Im just really sappy and sentimental for the Christmas lights over the Maymont tunnel and wishing I could walk it with (not my brother brother) but the people I thought were brothers/people I thought would always be in my life.
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