I really hate it when parents of autistic kids use phrases like “I know they’re in there.” Bitch they’re right in front of you! You haven’t lost them! They’re not locked away like a final boss in a video game!! This is your child As Is! Love them for who they are not what you wish they would be! Fuck!
I really hate it when parents of autistic kids use phrases like “I know they’re in there.” Bitch they’re right in front of you! You haven’t lost them! They’re not locked away like a final boss in a video game!! This is your child As Is! Love them for who they are not what you wish they would be! Fuck!
I don’t care if they got a body like Nicki Minaj with their boobs pushed up to their chin and wear more pink and ruffles than a unicorn in a tutu. If they tell you they’re nonbinary, then they’re fucking nonbinary.
I don’t care if he’s got the highest, prettiest voice and wears dresses and pink glittery nail polish and high heels. If he tells you he’s a boy, then he’s a fucking boy.
I don’t care if she looks like the Hulk and talks like Morgan Freeman and has a beard to rival Thor and the hairiest chest and legs ever and wears a suit. If she tells you she’s a girl, then she’s a fucking girl.
Deal with it.
Riding public transit shortly after Caitlin Jenner introduced herself to the world, I heard two men in their sixties with thick Southern accents turn conversation to ‘this whole Jenner business.” I braced myself for something ugly and considered moving further down the train; I’m glad I didn’t.
“I just don’t get it, ya know?” one of them began, shaking his head. “I mean, you bump into somebody in the supermarket and you say, ‘I’m sorry, sir,’ and hear back, ‘actually, it’s ma’am,’ then you say, ‘so sorry, ma’am; my mistake’ not ‘I’LL CALL YOU SIR IF I DAMN WELL FEEL LIKE IT!!!’” More head shaking. “What’s the matter with some people? They just got no manners.’
hi! i’m blake, i’m 20, and i’m a terminally ill trans guy trying to function better as an adult.
without going into too much detail, my body is essentially attacking itself and will do that until i die. yes, it sucks. i’m kind of over it, and wanting to live whatever time i have as comfortably as possible.
i’m trying to get a wheelchair. not an expensive one, just one off amazon, but with a cushion + gloves it’ll be around $260. not doable for someone who is disabled and struggling with health. i’m going back to work and this would make my days way easier and better on my health.
so i’m making this post and asking for help. there isn’t much i can do in return, unfortunately, but i’d really appreciate reblogs and even some nice words in my inbox would be awesome.
Blake contacted me a few days ago saying we have a lot of the same health conditions. We are both terminally ill with almost the same list. I was absolutely horrified to find out that he is lacking in absolute necessities – – including a wheelchair. He is also largely unmedicated for excruciating conditions, making the whole situation worse. Having a wheelchair changed my life and gave me access to so much. But even more than the wheelchair, and this is a personal plea from me, please help him beyond the wheelchair. It is so, so expensive to be sick, especially with these conditions that just cause the body to painfully destroy itself, and money is the difference between living his final years in agony or finding more comfort.
Money is the difference between comfort and agony. Please help Blake. He is terminally ill and needs as much help as he can get.
so due to popular request, i made a ko-fi and a venmo which is @scaia
thank you to everyone who’s helped me so far, being sick is expensive and tiring 💜
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