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I called my dad to ask about good self defense weapons since he was the only one I knew with experience on the topic. When spoke on the phone he told me that he was sorry I didn't feel safe... the way he voted made me unsafe in my home state.
When I talked with my mom about sterilization because Im terrified of bringing a kid into this world, she gave me advise on how to prevent someone from assaulting me. She voted in a way that would force me to have that rapist's child.
Currently resisting the urge to text my parents "Im in full support if you're seeking a 341+ month term abortion for me. One of those special post birth abortions your president elect talked about."
My grandma (last surviving grandparent between my spouse and I), my parents, my brother-in-law and my niece and nephew all voted against my rights. For the rest of their lives they will have to face the fact that they voted for someone supported by the KKK, and I will never fucking forgive them.
Not a single one of them will receive support from me ever again.
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wish i could go missing for a little bit and no one would freak out and then i could come back and they'd be like "did you have fun going missing" and i'd be like "yeah, thanks" and then i could do that every couple of months or so and it wouldn't be a big deal
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Kill me once, shame on you. Kill me twice, how did you did that.
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happy tdov my loves. don't let anyone else define your transness for you.
help trans women evacuate gaza
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No Context Crow #204: Arson Crow
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There’s an event coming up in my family at some point in the future (date’s not set yet) & I find it’s stressing me out. I may/am most likely to be exposed to a relative who abused me as a child. I don’t know how to tell my family about the abuse and set a boundary with the fact I can’t see him.
The last time that we all got together was for a funeral. Following the funeral was 6 months worth of nightmares and other heightened PTSD symptoms before I went back to my “normal.” I don’t necessarily want to force my family to choose between us… but I don’t know how to tell them that I can’t be in the same state, let alone same space/room/property.
I find myself thinking about suicide more and more lately. I’m not even at the worst I’ve felt, but I just don’t have it in me to continue without something changing. I also don’t currently have it in me to take any sudden and direct action. The apathy about dying is growing though, and same with my willingness for risky behaviors.
I don’t know why I write about this when I can’t even talk about it. Maybe cus if I talk about it I’ll be sent on an involuntary grippy sock vacation… which at this point would absolutely ruin me financially. At least here I have anonymity as a form of semi-protection, I guess.
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