Creating social seppuku
Blog The past few months have made me feel malleable l, questioning my past choices, and overwhelmed with anxiety. Anxiety due to things happening in the world, due to negative family relationships, and battling internal demons. I am my own worst enemy. I’ve been a closet case in all my social media… I don’t feel that being (for the sake of simplicity in the word) being ‘trans’ as beautiful. Also, from working in LGBTQ organizations. I had butch lesbians constantly make TERFY remarks to me for being gay, made me out to be a predator on sneaky ways, did everything they could to invalidate me. I never understood why. The ‘trans’ community makes me uncomfortable. Not due to hate, truscum as they say, reasons, but because of the stuff I see makes me nauseous. It’s the stripey socks, the dick obession, the “T4T” stuff. I have dysphoria, and seeing behavior that reminds me of something you would see on Grindr grosses me out. So many of the posts I see from people that are out and prou