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Oh my GAWD.
Ultimate eyeroll when people say shit like, “Why do we even have to label ourselves? We’re all equal and human blah blah blah.”
SHUT UP. SHUT UP FOREVER.
Pretending we have no differences erases the reality of our experiences and our oppression.
NOT defining ourselves means that someone else is doing it for us.
No fucking thank you.
Most often hear this said by people who are the cultural default in whatever category they’re talking about for the culture they live in.
It’s easy to talk about not needing labels when everyone assumed that your label is ‘normal’.
Bugs me.
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I find myself sick of labels. Too often they’re ones that other people have placed on you, and you have to struggle so hard to replace them with your own.
Sometimes I wish it would stop. Sometimes I wish I could just be me, and let everyone else be them, and leave me out of it. The constant struggle to exert my sense of self against the pressure of labels is painful and makes me want to shrink away from the world.
Source: cage-veil-cunt
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If you take care of me, I’ll take care of you
If you look after me, I’ll look after you
If you stand up for me, I’ll stand up for you
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I’m cracking up, I’m falling apart, I’m scary at night
taped up … forbidden.
Solidarity song.
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I think the first time I heard this said, it came from Sparkles the Party Cat :). Has amused me ever since
The way I first visualised this, before I even knew the phrase “Gender Binary”, and before I’d even really talked to more than one or two people, was like a kite shape. It’s not actually a kite because they’re two dimensional, and in my mind this is three dimensions, but it’s easier to describe as a kite.
To take arbitrary points, there are four of them in my mind.
On the left, there is female, on the right there is male. At the bottom is both, and at the top is neither. I liked this, because you can draw a point, or a line, or scribe out a shape to show where you feel like, where you fit.
Later on, I decided that it would be better if this was actually a pyramid shape, so that you have a triangle with female, male, both on the points. Above that it leads to another point labelled neither. This forms a pyramid so you can more accurately or easily describe yourself, and label the top point to whatever suits you.
I’m still not sure, even over a decade later, that neither is the right word. I’ve not really had a chance to expound this as a theory and explore it. I guess it will do as a place-holder for now.
Personally, I see myself as somewhere around 1/5 of the way from the female side towards male, and a little way, about the same, towards both. It’s a happy place for myself, and I present as binary female because it feels comfortable. The rest of it gets their little cues that almost everyone who meets me will likely never notice, but I know are there.
The male parts of me do not detract or offset any of the female parts, hence the slightly offset position. I’m also 100% certain that someone who asserts I’m anything less than female will meet the full force of my ire. Hence why I’ve largely kept this to myself - a lot of the cisgendered world feel it necessary to police our expression and everything. Sometimes it’s safer to say nothing.
Source: domesticterrorism
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FACT: Trans women have an intuitive knowledge of where the center of the Galaxy is. When humanity invents interstellar travel, they will be the best astronauts.
Oh, how I can hope!
Source: factsaboutqueers
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one foot in front of the other.
Keeping on keeping on. Where does the energy come from? Somehow it does.
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Reblog with your age.
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Another way in which I am a nerd:
Whenever I hear the name “Kardashian”, I think of Cardassians.
Do you ever spot things and think “I’m glad I’m not the only one who thinks that” to yourself?
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On the lonely job of progressive activism.
Dear activists, helpers, those who rail against the onslaught of ignorance and the like.
You get in many arguments, I see, and on topics that are well worth speaking up about. Social injustice, racism, sexism, ableism, privilege and a whole host of other inequalities that still exist in a world that isn’t what it could be.
Please know you’re making a difference. Remember when you’re in those heated discussions that drain you, you’re sowing seeds of thought. Remember when you wish people would stop reacting and would just shut the fuck up and listen, that it’s not yet their time to listen - their biases and habits must be confronted uncomfortably in order to allow that space.
And then when the world seems silent and it’s only your voice being heard against a crowd of deniers, that it’s not apathy or a lack of support. It’s not that people don’t care; rather, the work that you and others have already put forward is starting to pay off - some of us have shut the fuck up. We’re listening. You’ve opened our eyes and we’ve stopped railing against what you have to say and now we’re hearing. More than ever, now we need to hear what you have to say even if we don’t speak.
And then, having heard with open minds, we join you.
Just this. I wish I could hear this every time I’m getting worn down.
Source: nanoraptor
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All images taken from Spacesuits: The Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum Collection, by Amanda Young, photographs by Mark Avino
Always reblog spacesuits!
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I got a letter today
I’m finally off to Charing Cross.
In six months time. Towards the end of May 2012.
Well, at least I got it. What else can you say? I feel like I ought to be more happy. I feel glad more than happy, and angry more than that. Angry that it’s taken so long to get here and angry that it’s still six more months to wait. I’m also angry that the letter says it’s an assessment with a single psychiatrist, so even if everything goes absolutely perfectly that still means no surgical referral for me, not until at least the second appointment which could be another six months beyond that. For fuck’s sake.
I’m also acutely aware I’m one of the lucky ones. If I’m lucky, imagine what the unlucky are like.
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