THIS!

Im not ok. I’ve been crying in front of the mirror for the last hour.

What am I doing? I’m an adult, why am I still hiding?

My dad told me I need to stop “for now” after he noticed I had makeup on. I didn’t stop I just got better at hiding it.

The others in church continue to throw transphobia around like it’s tennis, not understanding that I’m in the stands.

Im NOT a creep, im NOT a pervert, im NOT a faker. I just want BREATH for the first time in my life.

College can’t come soon enough. I can’t stay here, I’m not safe, I’m not healthy.

Tumblr is my void that I shout at, cry tears into, and hug out of desperation. Every once in a while, it hugs back; I know I’m not alone.

Art by Patrycja Wójcik

cleaning along desire paths

WAIT!

Before you hit send on that ask, reblog, or reply, remember to stop and PROOFREAD!

am I Pissing on the Poor?

did I Read the post in bad faith?

could I be Overexaggerating?

am I Out of line for saying this?

is it kind of Fucked up to say that to a total stranger?

is what I said Rude?

am I being Egotistical?

am I Angry at words that weren't in the post?

did I Dream up a pretend person to get mad at?

ONLY YOU CAN PREVENT YOURSELF FROM LOOKING LIKE A JACKASS ONLINE!

love

I am so proud.

My mother, in her mid-50s, just came out as aromantic. She never knew there was a word for what she felt. She asked if this means she's "part of the LGBT now", and I got to happily inform her that there are more letters now, and Aces and Aros are absolutely a part of our community.

It's so important to remember that there are people in generations before us who still don't know themselves, and self-discovery is for any age. They should know they have a community. I am so proud of new, older queers!

I’m sure someones already said this but I often see Tumblr described as a hellsite. This is fundamentally incorrect.

Tumblr is the faesite. Everybody is super confused and lost, you keep running into random places. Somehow you end up stuck there forever after interacting a couple of times. The people are all strange, everybody simultaneously seems to be from the future and the past as if time is meaningless.