#whats on my mind

[theonlyslytherinprincess]

It's a different type of loneliness being lost in your head.... No one to speak to, and that sinking feeling that you're falling further into the darkness. When you're all you got, but you talk down to yourself constantly. You'll never be good enough.. no one stays because of you.... All I have is me and I'm not even on my side..

[unfilteredversionhere]

Do we really know who we are? Or will we get to know eventually, maybe at the end of our life? My answer is no. As humans, our brains are wired to evolve but we believe we can't because the changes we are trying to make are often due to conscious efforts but zoom out are we the same person 5 years ago? a year ago? a week ago? or even a day before? So we'll never know who we are because our life is a collection of unexpected events but we know what we are because it's the choices. As one of the mysteries of the universe, we are also a mystery within.

- A

[sinners-embrace]

tark

[reemiaries]

I told my heart many times I'll be fine yet I get the same answer: "I live in your ribcage, your lies doesn't pass on to me like them"

[envyoradoreme]

Inconsistency.

No offense, just not my vibe. People with inconsistency are truly unattractive.

[debanjana-roy-chowdhury]

The last journey…

So many wishes, so many dreams, so many unspoken words…all got devastated and buried in that one journey, “The Last Journey.”

Still a child kept waiting for her father to come back to her after so long and hug her tightly, still a mother kept waiting for her son to come back home and lie on her lap, still a husband kept waiting for his wife to come back to him; but their wait became a forever truth!

Someone’s wedding cards were ready, days were in count, but the significant other couldn’t return, their vows didn’t meet its destiny.

A diary was found untouched and clean in between the ruins. It had vivid paintings with sweet poems of love written on the other side, indicating so many artistic souls and creative minds getting lost in that evil evening.

So many were fast asleep with excitement and eagerness filled in their hearts to reach their destination when God took them happily and calmly in their sleeping dreams…Some had already lived their lives to the fullest, some were in the process and some were trying their best for it…but God didn’t count them differently, he made this journey their last journey unhesitatingly on the 2nd of June,2023 at Balasore,Odisha.

Not worrying to leave their lives in the hands of those people…did they deserve this ending? Or is it just the result of their fate?

[greasegutsglory]

Blue Eyes...

[t3rr3nc3]

[maylvr]

Still waiting for you to change

Why am I drawn to you?

My heart tell’s me no more than a million times, but my brain keep’s reassuring me you’ll change.

So here I sit with tears stinging my eyes, as I watch what I thought was you changing, Break my heart into a million more tiny pieces.

leaving me nothing but a broken mess, leaving me to clean myself up off the floor again.

Leaving me all alone, leaving me and hopefully this time never coming back.

-mlvr

[literarylover214]

Unmotivated..

Why do I feel so uninspired. So unmotivated with what life has given me. Or to be frank, has thrown at me from the deep edges of hell for me to jump over. There is of course wonderful days to thank over. I always pray for more. Having shreds of happiness to cling onto in my most heartbreaking moments. Only to be starved, having only sleep for sustinance, having my bed shared by anxiety, depressive and the leeching feeling of uselessness by me taking no action. Instead, scared of the unraveled consequences. How stupid is that to say out loud, but it happens.

Just being always having my hands filled felt so accomplishing but so painful to think about, afraid of that deadline. It keeps you occupied and having some sort of safe space but its a facade, A facade that gives you new worries, new responsibilities than the ones you hear on a daily basis. In conclusion, That "safe space" manifested in your subconcious a labrynth with multiple doors leading to multiple problems to walk through rather than dealing it all through that single door. Your'e just not able to come to grips to say that that hallway to another room is not a salvation. That door is just taking you deeper into the labrynth until its difficult to get out.

To have people tell you to take a break is good to hear. Makes you think they care, and they do. There are definitely people you can love and trust through this time, but you feel so used to the routine you cant stop. You can stop the cycle, but it requires sacrifices and the mental torment of change. Change is a pain that's beneficial, a daily prescription I personally need to take continuously and so do many others. With change, my inspiration and my motivation will recover. And we can do better in life by seeing the positives more clearly, And to not overlook the bad, but be able to understand and keep that negative at a healthy dose so it doesn't spiral within us again.

(Hello! It's been a long time since I posted here. Based on this post, been feeling so down for a long time and back and forth trying to pull myself up. I thought to start again I could write about those feelings because I know a lot of people who feel a little similar. And thank you so much to the people who liked my other works that means a lot to me because I always feel a bit scared to share my thoughts on the internet of all places but now I feel more inspired and want to see people who maybe liek my perspective or want to say there own thoughts on subjects with me. I find it interesting. I hope you have a great day, and if you're stuck in a cycle like me. It's ok, take your time to get out but of course, acknowledge the longer you take the more impact it'll happen on you.)

[otaku4life16]

that feeling when:

You say comments on your posts gives you life ,but still no one does it

[insert funny picture]

-p.s. does this mean they killed you

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[nouverx]

"I want to eat you" is their love language and you can't change my mind

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Must be a Sugondese joke.

[endusviolence]

Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?

I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?

In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".

Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.

This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.

Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.

The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]

There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.

This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]

As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.

But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?

Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.