Obviously, people in Texas are in particular need of help. The Lilith Fund for Reproductive Equity could also use your contributions.
My SIL just posted a link on FB titled “Why miscarriages matter when you’re pro-life.”
Because people who value a full range of reproductive rights for everyone just laugh it off when they lose wanted pregnancies?
Obviously my blood pressure can’t afford for me to actually read this article, but dear god WHAT ELSE COULD THEY POSSIBLY MEAN?
Please give the Carolina Abortion fund some money, if you are able. (Their website is actually NOT cissexist!)
The most important reason why we need the word “cis” in our lexicon is because it tells the thousands of young trans people out there right now who are struggling with their sense of identity, some of whom do not even realise yet that that is what they are doing, that there is something that you can be that is not what you were told you could be.
I did not know the word “cis” when I was 8 years old, imitating the handwriting of the girls in my class. I did not possess this language when I was 15, and attempting to put on makeup in secret without the guidance of my mother or my aunts, and copying the clothing styles of the girls in my high school. I did not have this language when I was 24, with hair down to my waist, wearing my girlfriend’s clothes to work. I did not have this language at 33 years old, before I proposed to my wife, or at 37, when we decided to have a child before we got any older.
I didn’t even know this language at 40, when I finally understood that the days of my life were not going to be many more in number if I did not attempt to find out if the feelings I had been feeling all my life would lead me to a better life.
But I certainly knew the word “transsexual”. I knew the words, “Renée Richards” and “Wendy Carlos”. I knew the word “freak”. I knew the word “mutilation”. I knew the words “liver damage”. I knew the words “shorter life span”. I knew the words “no children”. I knew the word “faggot”.
We need the word “cis”, because those children need to know that their choices aren’t limited, not anymore. Those children need to know that the alternative to “man” isn’t “freak” and the alternative to “woman” isn’t “abomination”. Those children need to know that “abnormal” means “statisically fewer in number”, not “unnatural”.
We need the word “cis”, because all the children of this Earth need to know that “cis” is just one thing you can be, and not what you necessarily are."
— Gemma Seymour, 6 March 2013 (via gcvsa)
I wanna cut all my hair off and dye it purple
I talked to my step mom about this and I think she actually supports it.
I also think she realizes that I’m non-binary.
Lemme know if you have hair dying questions! Blue and purple can be a little tricky but they’re totally doable.
I strongly recommend Special Effects brand dye, for starters.
Fake sneezing. I’m so tired of fake sneezing but I will never grow tired of their laughter.
Oh, wow, Kid A used to LOVE fake sneezing. If I weren’t already miserably congested from the after-effects of a sinus infection + being pregnant, I would try it out on her again. Maybe after Baby B shows up. :p
You know what my toddler thinks is FUCKING HILARIOUS and will ask you to do over and over and over without end, busting up laughing every single time?
Literally, I bend my arm and point my elbow at her. She bumps it with her elbow, screams “TOUCH ELBOWS”, and laughs hysterically for a few seconds before demanding “MORE touch elbows!”
My polling place is not accessible (the line to vote goes up an enormous staircase), so I have to use the “special” accommodations instead of voting like everyone else.
But if I didn’t know about that option, I would’ve just turned away. And what about all the people that don’t consider themselves disabled and wouldn’t ask for accommodations but also can’t stand in line for HOURS at a time, either because of their knees or their hearts or their kids or their jobs?
Not to mention these absurd “voter ID” laws that require people of color, poor people, old people, students, and disabled people - disproportionately - to stand in line at the DMV for hours on end just for the “privilege” <ahem shouldn’t it be a right> to vote.