#“don't tell dad” mom

[mylifeisjustafeverdream]

Since it's possible (I spoiled this cause I have no self control) this is the only way I can communicate how I view the Romitri parental dynamic

(also this IS in fact a subtle attempt to influence fanart to be made of this)

[thoughtfulchaos773]

[wormsdyke]

being the ghost that haunts your own home

lyric credits:

(1) riches and wonders - the mountain goats (2) appointments - julien baker (3) swimming pool - the front bottoms (5-7) the ballad of costa concordia - car seat headrest (8) high to death - car seat headrest (9) compulsive liar - ezra furman (10) seven - taylor swift (11) class of 2013 - mitski (12) fast car - tracy champan (13) twin size mattress - the front bottoms (14) tonight i feel like kafka - jealous of the birds (15) i like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it - the 1975 (16) i know the end - phoebe bridgers (17) sense of home - harrison storm (18) woke up new - the mountain goats (19) no surprises - radiohead

[starchasersversion]

going through a sexuality crisis was not on my 2024 bingo card

[meraki-yao]

MY PROGRAM TRANSFER APPLICATION WENT THROUGH I GOT OFFERED THE PROGRAM I WANTED IN THE FIRST PLACE

I'M CRYING

I wanna thank every single one of you who has made me feel like I was worth a damn just in the wrong place, seriously, thank you for reading and interacting with my essays and analyses, and making me realise I can do this. I owe so much of my courage to you all.

And he's never gonna see this, but thank you Taylor Zakhar Perez for being my role model and giving me the inspiration and courage to choose and try something new for myself. I need to hear his story.

And thank you to all my friends who have been supporting me and sharing their stories while I figured myself out, especially @alittlefrenchtree @rockingtheorange @luainthewild @lfg1986-2 @pippin-katz @xblueberrynightsx @androgynoustriumphclown I could not have done any of this without you guys. I love you guys so damn much.

I really, really hope that this is gonna be a new start for better things for me.

❣️

💜

❤️🤍💙

[makorragal-312]

In my honest opinion...

I truly don't see Chris staying in Texas past the summer, let alone start the new school year there. This isn't even me being a Buclkey-Dia family truther or me being on my anti-Diaz parents vendetta, but just because...

...it's Texas.

[dreamlogic]

aye can i get a fuckin uuuhhhh

break. on my burger

[blujayonthewing]

I wish I had any way of knowing whether people have gotten Weirder™ about my name in recent years or if this has been happening behind the scenes the entire time

I've been going by Jay since I was 11. At the time nobody objected to or questioned this, at least not to me; I found out many years later that Jay is supposedly a "boy's name," but nobody ever said 'you can't use that as a nickname, it's a boy's name' and it went completely uncontested by anyone when I switched. Lots of kids announced some manner of name change at the start of a new school year in middle school; it was all normal and fine. My mom and, you know, grandmas and other relatives kept calling me Jessica, which was also fine! I didn't make a big family announcement or correct any relatives on this, I just wanted to differentiate myself from the half dozen other Jessicas in school.

For twenty years!! This has gone on being perfectly normal! My Real Name™ is an increasingly obscure bit of trivia I get to spring on friends who didn't realize I had one, which is always funny (my brother in law didn't believe me and demanded to see my driver's license). My mom and grandmas have largely still called me Jess, and that's also fine! It's nice, even! There's a particular intimacy there of having a name only my mother uses-- but, crucially, I have never asked her not to, or said that I don't like it. And as FAR AS I KNOW, this has all been true and fine for TWENTY YEARS.

My own feelings about it have never changed, and feel, to me, very straightforward: if I tell you that my name is Jay, and you decide that no it isn't, that is a problem. That's the rule. That's literally it. I had a high school teacher who asked on the syllabus for us to write down if we went by something other than our full name, who was nonetheless UNIQUE among all of my teachers from 6th grade onward in always and only ever calling me Jess, even though I signed all my work Jay, all the other teachers called me Jay, he literally asked whether anyone wanted to be called something else and I answered Jay, and I had him for two semesters. I met a work friend of Justin's once who asked upon introduction whether Jay was short for something, and when I told him it was short for Jessica he took it upon himself to call me Jess instead. This isn't me having a problem with any particular iteration of my name, this is just asshole behavior! I told you what my name was and you said 'no it isn't'. The problem here does not seem complex to me?

But within the last [hand wiggle] handful of years I feel like it keeps getting weirder? Apparently my dad and grandma argued about it at my wedding rehearsal-- she, dramatically, insisting 'I don't care, her name is Jessica, I'm going to call her that ;n;' and my dad angrily defensive that no it isn't, I go by Jay, that should be respected. And I'm sitting here listening to my dad relay this in utter bewilderment like. Well dad I love the energy but I have never been bothered at all if grandma calls me Jessica. I have never even once asked her not to or complained to anyone that she does. But also this is the grandma who HAS called me Jay more often than not?? My mom's mom never picked it up, but I was astonished to hear my dad's mom was acting like this was some New Dramatic Change that she Hated and not a thing she's literally already been doing for, again, twenty entire years. Why are you suddenly making it weird! Last weekend Justin's stepmom mentioned seeing my mom at the hospital where mom works, and how she said something like 'yes I'm Jessica's mom-- wait, no, Jay, she hates it when I do that' and I just?? I literally don't, the only problem now is that people who know me won't know who the fuck you're talking about

all of this and I'm just. I am literally just sitting here. why are we inventing problems out of this two decades later. what is going on

[ismyteadoneyet]

bro getting myself an audhd assessment for the sole reason of making the rest of my family realize that THE HAVE IT THEMSELVES is getting more and more tempting by the fkn day I SWEAR TO GOD

[july-19th-club]

our least honorable regulars tend to come and go, and it depends on their age or how many disruptive children they have or if they're just passing through. Map Lady only stayed a few months but she gave us years worth of annoyances. but our MOST honorable regular is easy. he is a man named geoffrey who is sixty years old and deeply deeply deeply autistic and when he comes in the building i know i'm going to have a pleasant interaction and even when i am incredibly grouchy and bitchy i can see geoffrey and its like yippee a real patron has arrived. i love geoffrey. so does everybody else. he doesn't do anything in particular to be beloved but he is the mildest mannered man on the planet with only one flaw which is an unfortunate disdain for kleenexes, although for all the sniffling i WILL say he is a ready hand with the sanitizer. he reads largely music biographies and has a set of about twelve sentences for regular conversation, some of which are just echolalia material. when you chat with geoffrey you know exactly what you're going to get, which is one of the most refreshing parts of having him come in on a busy or unsettling day. the exception to his catalogue of stock phrases is when he is sharing actor/musician birthday and death day trivia. he always brings his books back on time and he always says "i always bring them back on time" and we say thank you we love that about you. and he says "sorry to keep coming in like this" and we say please do not apologize for being the best part of our day every day. we love you. geoffrey <3

[lilacerull0]

i feel like reading/watching mbf immediately means knowing who i am as a person and... i cannot allow this

[shirleyjacksonism]

went to my first job interview ever AND IT WENT WELL!!!

[gothamstreetcat]

i don't know if i'll end up deleting this or not, but for a while now i've been feeling a bit of an ache and i feel kind of a mix of shame and guilt over it.

this is my mother, her name was martha and she passed away when i was around three (the last photo is my dad on the left). and for a long time i didn't think it bothered me to not have a mom (even though looking back i think young me really did want a mom). but ever since my dad passed away i feel an ache for not having either of my parents - which i feel is selfish because not everyone has parents to begin with and there are a lot of people out there who had really awful parents and that is really difficult when you're young.

anyway, my mom was a really incredible person. she was kind and nice and such an artist. my family tells me all the time how wonderful she was - how she really turned my dad's life around and saved his life. he wasn't in a good place when he met her but because he loved her so much (and he really did) he changed the bad parts in his life. co-workers of mine used to tell me how emotional my dad would get talking about my mom and showing them pictures - and if you knew my dad that's usually the complete opposite of how he really is.

and my mom wasn't supposed to have kids - she was very sick and couldn't get pregnant even though being a mother was all she really wanted. when she did miraculously get pregnant the doctors wanted her to have an abortion and basically no one was going to tell my mom what to do, lol. she left me a diary where she talked about how sick she was and how sad she felt about leaving me. i read the diary every few years and i always realize how much pain she was in and i feel bad a. because she missed out on everything she wanted and b. i realize there were times when i wanted a mom or someone to be mom and i think if she knew that it would really hurt her feelings.

i'm 27 now and all i really think about is how much of an amazing person my mother was and how i'm never going to get to met her. i'm never going to have or experience things that other people experienced with their own mothers. i'm never going to know what her favorite tv show was, or if she cussed. i'm never going to be able to make art with her - and sometimes i feel sad because there are people in my life who got more time with her then i did. and i'm never going to know if she is proud of me. if i'm good enough. she talked about how happy i was as a baby and people used to tell me how much she loved dressing me up in dresses. but i hate dresses and i have to be medicated in order to be happy.

people tell me i look so much like my mother but i just think about how beautiful she was - inside an out. she didn't have to try and be beautiful, she just was. she was an amazing person and i just feel like such an awful one. i have tattoos and piercings and i know it sounds silly but sometimes i worry that i let my mom down - that i wouldn't be beautiful to her.

and sometimes i think about how much i probably let my dad down because i literally have no goals in life. i just want to be home on my computer and make my silly little gifs, and how i am utterly obsessed with a tv show to the point where it almost takes over my whole life. it's not really funny but there was literally a time where my dad was upset with me and told me i couldn't watch my favorite show anymore, and so i decided i wasn't going to get (because i got that way when things i love were taken from me) and i'm entirely sure how it happened but somehow i ended up on the floor and my dad was dragging me across the concrete and he pushed me into a pantry.

and i know it's not the worse kind of abuse ever and he never beat me but he had a tendency to scream at me a lot and sometimes hit me and i was afraid of him. and sometimes it hurts me how i look back and i feel like all i ever did was make my dad upset with me - and it's so awful because he's dead now and it's never going to get any better but i still want my dad to love me. things were not even always bad but sometimes it's very hard to remember good things because the negative ones are what weigh on me the most.

i love my dad so much. he was so funny and there were times when i was young where he really put me first. and he really cared about other people.

i don't know how to make peace with any of this. i just know i get this moments where i miss my parents terribly. and i wonder everything i'm missing out on.

[transmasc-wizard]

in case you're wondering how potent the fearmongering in a lot of true crime is, i told my mom (increasingly paranoid person due to the amount of TC she consumes) "your podcasts are super skewed, they know cishet middle class white women are their audience so they tell stories about that demographic to keep them scared and listening. you're statistically much safer than most people" and she responded, apparently having only Comprehended the last sentence, "well my podcasts say otherwise"

[look-at-the-stars-tonight]

i would like to stop experiencing the full spectrum of human emotions every day please. putting this out into the universe

[thelampisaflashlight]

Dew comin in to talk to Jeremy like "Mom... Mom i frew up"

Local Middle Aged Ghoul Consults Mom Manger After Late Night Tummy Problems: Manager Was Too Stunned To Give A Statement.