Nexplanon is a birth control that doesn't interfere with testosterone HRT, has minimal side effects for most people, effective in a week, lasts for up to 5 years, and getting one is covered by Medicaid.
I got one about a month ago at my local Planned Parenthood and it's been pretty smooth so far. DM me if you have questions. It’s abortion today but so many things could be up on the chopping block next, including bc.
although my politics are sympathetic to ethical direct action and illegality, i would of course never engage in those things myself. but if you are thinking about engaging in illegal activity as a result of the court decision that's coming down, please do not post about it online, ever, anywhere. yes, even on tumblr. yes, even on that site you think is private. yes, even in DMs between you and a friend. do not engage with anyone posting about those things publicly either.
Tonight, even in the deep, there is light. Glowing ammonites rise from the abyss. Ammonites are mollusks, related to octopus and squid. These scaphitids are no bigger than a human hand. For weeks, they’ve been gathering in the coastal depths. In the deep, these lights may help lure planktonous food, but tonight they serve a different purpose. They’ve been drawn to the surface to mate, and soon there are thousands in each school. Neighbor triggers neighbor, creating waves of bioluminescence. They have complex nervous systems, controlling light-producing cells called photocytes. The males jostle for a place around the larger females. Clues from their displays tell her who’s fittest and who is the best mate. As couples entwine, they coordinate their light displays. If he can’t match her precise rhythm, he’ll be rejected. But there is perfect synchrony. This pair will now spawn and help produce the next generation. After fertilization, the females enter the shallows to release their eggs. As with most cephalopods, breeding is the final act of their short lives. By morning, these lights will have flickered and died. This magical night will be their last.
I want everyone to know that there are queers in the hollers of Appalachia, in the bayous and marshland of the Deep South, in Southwestern deserts, through the Ozark mountains and up to the Rockies. There are queers in the Great Plains, there are queers in rural America, in trailer parks of the Osage foothills. In the places you least expect us to live, we are here, carving out community and fighting for liberation with pride despite it all. Stop forgetting about us. Stop overlooking our experiences and our impact just because we don’t live in a Big Gay City. And for the love of God, stop looking at us with pity.