#~Nico

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

[hardly-a-p3rson]

I have never processed a feeling in my life and I'm not about to start now

[say-it-with-me-affirmations]

“A snail’s pace is better than no pace at all.”

source: our best friend 💜

[void-galaxy-synesthesia-musings]

Hadn't posted this one yet but we met someone named Austen this year so I have another drawn out name. Here it is:

(yes the font & colour all matters, no I don't know why it's a cloud & a tree for 2 of the letters 😭 (/amused, confused))

~Nico

[wpffw]

[void-galaxy-healing-journey]

“for my health, and theirs”

- me (Nico), repeating this mantra to myself over & over anytime I do self care, hoping eventually it’ll help me care about my own health too

(¿me? ¿caring about my headmates but not myself? I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about 😭)

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

as long as they didn’t hurt you, i’d like to put a fun/lighthearted spin on this—

this looks like a cryptid/rare familiar. you have a magical friend now 👀

heard shuffling noises at 1 AM. turned on my camera. saw this. still not convinced this is a dog

[hardly-a-p3rson]

someone either tried to get van to leave the house or to break into it

[say-it-with-me-affirmations]

I am not obligated to manage my parent’s/parents’ emotions.

source: me (in the tags of a post I reblogged)

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

I wanna share a trans/nonbinary tidbit about abortion protestors, Planned Parenthood, & starting to “pass” as a man, inspired by this. It was silly in real time, despite the wild (/neg) ideology behind it.

I went to Planned Parenthood for HRT because they do informed consent. We did all the paperwork stuff for insurance & whatnot & got approved. That was back in May of 2023.

I did not pass at the time, not by their standards. (That “body weight distribution” change from HRT is no joke.) But I did my check-in for HRT there, roughly once a month for the first 6 months (I bumped the dose up whenever allowed, which requires a one month check-in), then every 3 months from there. (¡I am now approaching year two! ☺)

For the first nine months (coincidental alignment with pregnancy “clock”), they were horrified/frantic every time they saw me, trying to wave me down & tell me that the Lady of Life* wanted My Baby™ to live.

(* very important to them; this is the most common denomination of xtian protestors at this particular clinic location)

Every time I just gave them a baffled smile & walked to the door.

Finally, after the 3-month gap to month nine, I began to “pass”. They saw me walk towards the doors, no longer identifiably trans / no longer perceived as a “woman” by their standards.

And they glitched—I watched them blink fast several times, tilt their head, look to eachother, etc. as I walk up to the door and ring the bell (clinic added it for covid).

I don’t know if they concluded I must be a trans woman, or couldn’t comprehend why a “man”* would be at this clinic. What I do know is they left before I came out, about 40 minutes later. This was a very new, very funny development.

(* I’m actually nonbinary/genderqueer)

But the shift was undeniable & ridiculous*.

(* using “ridiculous” with both its silly & judgemental connotations)

I still think its the funniest shit ever that when I used to volunteer at planned parenthood every week even though I walked past mostly the same protesters every single time they were begging me not to get an abortion theres other options yadda yadda. Like meemaw you see me here every week. They call me abortions georg because I get another one every Monday at 8am

[void-galaxy-synesthesia-musings]

Long fingernails feel like stilts on my fingertips. Not super long claw attachments, just...maybe an inch at most past the end of my fingers. I guess it would be normal length to most people but...feels like stilts on my fingers. 😅

~Nico

[void-galaxy-healing-journey]

Me: recovering from flashbacks, half dissociated

My kitty 🐱 Liliana: mrow?

Me: “the horrifying dark lore of my past came back to haunt me.”

Liliana 🐱: mrow💜

Me: Yeah, I'll be okay

~Nico (he/they)

((I was attempting to sound less boring & ended up making myself laugh 😅💜))

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

I love how people can do so many different styles and presentations with their hair. We really are living works of art, decorating ourselves as we experience this little blip of existence. 🥺💜

~Nico

[velinxi]

Death will not free you of your duties, Jason Grace

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

The context was transphobic so I won’t share the video, but they said something ironically supportive and funny, so I want to share a quote.

“If gender is a social construct, then ¿what does that make trans people? ¿Gender construction workers?”

((Yes, I am a gender construction worker, thank you 🤣))

(Also, bit of an infodump because I’m in 3 different social science classes at uni: (1) Gender is a performance, according to sociology. Quote directly from our textbook, “we do gender.” Gender is how we behave, how we dress, how we talk, based on the context of our culture. (2) A social construct means ‘a concept that we (humans) invented to make sense of or justify our social world & its structure, &/or its inequalities’. That doesn’t make it not real, but it does makes it less concrete & fixed/stuck—importantly, it means that we can make new constructs. We invented it; we can change it.)