#Trad Wives Success

[mentorshelly]

Navigating Challenges: A Trad Wife’s Journey to Regaining Her Self-Sufficiency and Economic Stability

Life doesn’t come with a manual, and for many traditional wives (or “trad wives”), navigating life after stepping away from homemaking can feel like being thrown into uncharted waters. Whether due to divorce, separation, or simply a desire to step into a new chapter, regaining self-sufficiency and economic stability is a challenge—but one you are absolutely capable of conquering. The Turning…

[m1ssunderstanding]

Understanding Lennon McCartney Rewatch Part 2.4

It's in the paper that Allen Klein was involved in 40+ lawsuits and John doesn't question it? At this point, I feel like he just didn't want to let Paul be right about anything. 

My question is who did that work on before? I mean who fucking does business like that? Let alone business with the most successful man in the world. 

John's complaining about Paul being too good at his job is both hilarious (what the hell is Paul supposed to do with that) and sad (it shows just how far their musical relationship has degraded from partners to rivals)

How did they lose Northern Songs? Genuinely, if anyone can break it down for me I'd be so grateful. Anyway I'm sure it was devastating for both of them. “Who'd have the children?” “Dick James”. 

I know I'm insane, but can I be allowed to see a glimmer of goodness here? I really do think it's John's kinder side winning out when he decides not to lie. Like, yes, he gets a buzz off of watching Paul go white at his words, but I think he also just – in that moment – didn't have the heart to trick Paul into staying. 

But also. Why are we trying to maneuver Paul at all if the end game is for John to leave? It just doesn't make sense to try to trick Paul into signing the contract unless John's divorce threat is at the very least not meant to be final. 

I will never understand this picture. Even in the emotional state he's in, he's still hamming it up? There is something seriously wrong with this man. 

I do find it interesting that the fact that Paul cried his eyes out after that meeting isn't even mentioned in the doc. I wonder why. 

Let's put the bizarre, super-warped timeline in this quote aside for a minute. Apparently the depression started after Brian died and it lasted for about two years and John was still in it during Pepper. Okay. That aside . . .

I have to assume this negative lense on what I can only assume means the period between 66 and 68 is highly influenced by hindsight bias. I agree that John was depressed at the time, in an unhappy marriage, doing too much LSD, etc and that looking at Paul's prolific talent and expansive , fast-paced life would have been maddening. But everyone go back to the end of part one really quick. He looks extremely happy. He sounds extremely happy. Everyone who knows him says he's never been happier. I think he just can't accept right now that there was so much good and he's lost it. 

“I look from the wings at the play you are staging . . . I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love.”

Insanity quote Hall of Fame. Paul explaining why the Beatles just had to break up, obviously, because he and John "didn't marry the same girl." Someone write the fic where John and Paul both marry the same girl. Could be Yoko or Linda. Sister trad wives au. 

Okay, cool, so this means I have full permission to interpret and tin hat about any lyrics I want then, right?

But also. Are we just not going to talk about the fact that Paul dumped a bucket of garbage water and punched this person? And are we not mentioning the depression and alcoholism and heroin abuse during this time?

It's so embarrassing how he looks to her for confirmation here. John, they asked you what you think. Just you. Not some complicated definition. Not Yoko's definition. Just your own thoughts.

“I couldn't wait for them to make up their mind about peace or whatever. About committing themselves.” Yeah, John. You sound real committed to peace. Or whatever. Here's a theory that anyone can shoot down if they want: John asked Paul for some kind of commitment (a friendship wedding, a partnership contract, a mutual wanking pledge) in India and Paul was a chicken about it. 

What was that day like, I wonder? I imagine extremely stiff and professional and horrid. But who knows. Maybe it was nice, and maybe that made everything worse.

I will go to my death believing that instant karma was for Paul. 

Do we think John actually did send Paul “about twenty postcards from Denmark” all covered in hearts none of which Paul responded to? Paul could be just as cruel in his lack of reaction as John was in his over reaction.

I'm sorry but that is not what a man says when he's just lying to the press to buy time for business. That's what a man says to the press when he's trying desperately to communicate with someone who he can't get through to any other way. 

But really, I just don't understand why the creator chose to minimize Paul's emotional response to John's divorce statement. If we don't see him bawling his eyes out and losing the will to live, he comes off like a self-assured, uncaring, jerk. Which. To be fair. John didn't see those things, and that is exactly what John thought of Paul during this time. But still. The audience now comes away from this doc with a skewed view. 

All we get is Paul being pissed off about Phil Spector butchering Let it Be without his consent and John and George trying to change McCartney's release date without his consent. Which are both a) understandable and b) strong, male, angry reactions. Making this section portray Paul in the same one-dimensional hyper-masculine way that John so often is. Which isn't my favorite. But hey, it's my only complaint about this doc so far.

Anyway, update: I won't be able to do part three until it gets reuploaded, so we're on hiatus for this project for the time being.

[iwanthermidnightz]

You know the saying: behind every great woman is a man threatened by her success. At least, that’s what our culture would have you believe, even now, in 2023.

From films and TV series to books and mainstream media, the idea that a woman’s relationship falls apart if she excels too much professionally is everywhere. The latest romance to have fallen prey to female ambition according to various tabloids and Twitter threads: Taylor Swift and Joe Alwyn, who recently parted ways after six years together because he reportedly “struggled” with Swift’s career overshadowing his own. “It’s been hard for Joe trying to make it in Hollywood and not quite becoming leading-man material while dating one of the most famous women in the world for six years,” said an anonymous source.

We’ll have to wait for Swift’s next album to gauge whether there’s any truth to these rumours. Their validity, though, is almost beside the point. What’s important – and problematic – is the fact that the myth of men being threatened by their partners’ success is alive and well. Of course, the idea that female power is emasculating has existed since time immemorial. It’s responsible for everything from the panic over “bluestockings” infiltrating higher education in the 18th century to Harvard Law alumna Miranda Hobbes pretending to be an air hostess in order to get a date 250 years later. Books such as 2018’s The Love Gap are predicated on the idea that, if a woman is the higher earner in a relationship, her male partner is liable to feel inferior. The trad wife movement fetishises “traditional” heterosexual partnerships in which wives are submissive to their husbands – and preferably don’t work at all outside of the home – while incels are told that women want alpha Don Draper types, rather than equal partnerships.

Clearly, we still live in a patriarchal society. If female breadwinners are becoming more and more common, societal perceptions about women’s “roles” in relationships are taking much longer to shift.

As for Taylor Swift, I don’t know what personal relationship dynamic she was negotiating with Alwyn, nor is it any of my business, but I do hope that she finds a partner who supports, nourishes and encourages her creatively. A partner who champions her is the least she deserves. It’s the least all of us deserve.

[magpiemirroring]

I feel like now is a really good time for a Stepford Wives.....not exactly remake.....but like.....reimagining. We won't even call it Stepford Wives.

We've got a lot of influencers preaching very traditional women's roles (while not truly living what they preach a lot of the time) and a lot of grifters preying on very specific ideas of a purer, better kind of Femaleness that you can get in touch with if you just buy into their diet/crystals/tea/supplements/yoga/radical political beliefs.

And certain types of dudes are being very loud and disagreeable about wanting control over women's lives and bodies.

So, instead of "woman moves to Stepford with her husband who joins a Men's Club while she tries to make new friends and retain her identity and watches cool ladies suddenly become weird idealized stereotypes (and also robots)"....Let's start with a woman who is an influencer.

Maybe that's been her goal, maybe it's something she stumbled into with a bit of viral success but friends are encouraging her to network and make it like a Thing. Capitalize on the accidental success. Her particular thing is a little offbeat and quirky and needs all the help she can get to find an audience! So she starts connecting with others and decides to go to a convention or seminar (in stepford maybe, lmao) for influencers and other folks making a career out of an online presence, not only for like advice and networking opportunities but to meet up with some of the folks she's made friends with.

At the same hotel is a convention for developers of next generation AI software. Cue joke about men not even needing women these days because they have their AI girlfriends with their perfect AI generated faces and voices and who can be shaped with prompts into exactly what men want with no real inner lives or needs of their own.

The convention is a little depressing for our MC gal as some of the talks she attends advise leaping on trends and playing it safe to appeal to a wider audience. And like, she doesn't want to be a soft-spoken trad-feminine beauty blogger making "delicious" health food for her family. (She has a cat and maybe she'd prefer a girlfriend.) She just wants to know how to make it easier for people who would like her content to find her.

She goes out for drinks with her pals that night and one of them is acting a little off, different than she did earlier, but she puts that down to the same sort of "authentic identity vs brand" issues she herself is working through.

But when she's back at home struggling with her next update and sees this friend's next post or video, she is shocked to see that her friend has gone very tradwife-y all of a sudden. She reaches out to her friend to be like "oh new direction. kinda a sharp pivot....? you know you don't HAVE to change up what you're doing just because someone at the convention said so, right?" and gets back a chipper note that this friend is just SO HAPPY with her new content. She didn't realize how unhappy....how unconnected to her inner goddess she had been. Plus, like, the stuff she was doing before was hurting her husband's chances at a real political career and she real wants to live in such a way that their lives and values are perfectly aligned, a team!

Okay, a little strange, but this was a new friend and maybe our MC just never really knew the real her. That's a risk with folks you meet online.

But then more and more of her fellow quirkier influencers start shifting their content to the same sort of bland, safe feminine content that reiterates a sort of second-to-your-man (and you DO have a MAN, right?) ideology. Their videos look very polished, but sort of wrong at the same time....and they all have new sponsors.

Desperately digging for info into those sponsorships (she knows how controlling those can be), she discovers they are all linked back to one guy, a venture capitalist whose put a lot of money into shady pyramid scheme type companies and has recently also starting investing in an AI company that sounds familiar. Our MC realizes she saw a lot of their banners at the AI conference sharing the hotel with her influencer conferences and realizes that it's possible someone hacked the hotel's data for the names, addresses, phone numbers, and credit cards of all the women at the influencer conference and has been using that information to target popular women whose content he doesn't like.

He's also been donating a lot to a campaign for a guy going for a house of reps seat on a platform with a lot of Traditional Values dogwhistles.

Digging further, reaching out to more people (neglecting her update schedule!) she's found worrying signs that the women whose content has suddenly changed haven't been seen out and about in person in awhile and she can't get any of them to agree to going out for a coffee or even an in-person collab for their instas! She even finds some Missing Person reports.

The idea that someone has maybe killed these women and replaced them with AI-generated versions that are increasingly unsubtle shills for a trad-femme/anti-feminist ideology (and a bunch of bogus products) is too ridiculous to be true! But also...increasingly too plausible to deny.

Our MC gathers her evidence. She doesn't think she can trust the cops with this. She's not really in the habit of trusting them, though if these women really are missing she'll have to talk to them eventually. But not until she can convince them she's not just some crazy. Not until she's built up some outcry and support for her suspicions. So she sets up her camera and prepares to record a True Crime style video on what she's uncovered.

In the artfully blurred background of her video we see movement. A person dressed in dark clothes. They go off camera while, uneasy, but unaware, the MC continues to narrate her video, gesturing in the air to where she will edit in graphics later. Just as she starts in on her sponsorship bit, a figure in black with surgical-gloved hands steps into the frame and kills her.

Cut to black. Credits roll, interspersed with clips from her new video! Which is a safer, tamer, more male-gaze-y take on whatever she did before. Other clips also play during the credits. Slight glitchy tradfemme videos. A few short reaction video clips to same. Short clip about the politician winning his seat. His wife is so proud of him and would be here by his side if she wasn't recovering from a recent medical procedure. But she'll be back at his side soon! More unsettlingly off clips, ending with a bit from the MC's sponsor moment that just straight up advertises for a perfect AI Assistant who is just like a friend who can help you keep track of all your responsibilities and help you so you have more time for You! (tho "more time for you" is paired with an image of the MC getting a chaste embrace from a handsome man in a soft sweater, as if "you time" is not complete without a man.) We should walk away with the sense that this helpful AI assistant is gonna use a lot of personal info about you to build up a profile of users, ostensibly to personalize your New Friend, but also so it has a base on which to learn and function as a replacement for the female users eventually...

Cottagecore beauty blogger video called "How to get the Stepford Wife aesthetic!" but in between talking about where to find Gunne Saxe dresses online and how to do that 70s mascara look, there's something...off. She keeps jerking and repeating lines, like she's stuck in a loop. By the end of it, she's holding a knife to cut up heirloom tomatoes for a summery afternoon snack, but her hand is twitching and she's turning the tomato into paste with all those slices and even when she's moving on to asking you to like and subscribe she's still making slicing motions on the table.

[f0point5]

i just read through the article that anon kindly linked and I'm just like ????

there are so many things to unpack in this its insane

i totally understand what she is trying to say (i think i do) by proclaiming its beneficial to marry an older guy (10 yrs is not that large of an age gap tbh). an older guy will probably be more settled in life than guys your age as a person in their 20s but does it mean that you should hinge all your potential and capabilities on marriage??

the entire essay reeks of classism and like u said trending tiktok trad wives who want to stay home and make a man provide which is fine and all cuz u do u (its not all as easy as they cake it up to be)

the author repeatedly just tries to assert that there's no point in making a career for yourself in business or anything because it can be hard and will take time. if you as a person do not wish to pursue a career that's completely okay but what even is your point in bringing down successful and mind u very hot older women??

i have so much more to say abt this but I'll stop ranting

I meannnn. It’s beneficial if it’s the life you want to live. Keep in mind, if being married is your job then you never have a day off. And it’s not an easy job to get for…reasons that are controversial in 2024 🫣

Look, the life ain’t for everyone. But she’s doing the TikTok thing where it’s like “anything is possible if you just believe” and it’s like “No sweetie”. I’ve actually been on her irl tiktok…she’s of a certain type. Not everyone is that type. It’s just different life paths and not everyone is equipped To do either. She frames her choice as being the “obvious, smart choice” but she ignores some reallllll fundamentals.

I’m ngl I do get her beef a tiny, incremental bit, with middle aged women because a lot of them are ridiculously bitter (working in an office…meanest people are women who like 40. If you’re not their mini me, they hate you. Not all obviously, but a lot). But let me TELL YOU, the reason they were side eyeing her was not her age. It was because they could see from a mile away that her husband was doing a humbert humbert in life experiences. He was Mr. Build A Bitch and they all knew it. They saw her looking up at this human man like he was a god, and that’s why they were like “aw look at his poor little broken Barbie doll”.

[reviviscencegruiform]

-Female virginity

-Fetishizing trauma

-Turning successful independent women into cottagecore trad wives

-Male leads with no sense of boundaries

-Bioessentialism

[adambstingus]

None more paperback: the best sex, drugs and rock’n’roll memoirs

As Skid Rows Sebastian Bach publishes a tell-all autobiography, we survey some other notable efforts from the metal memoir genre

I was a total asshole, scrawls Sebastian Bach in his memoir 18 And Life On Skid Row. Thinking back on it now disgusts me. Quite, you mumble, as you survey a narrative wasteland strewn with bunched fists, cocaine, vodka, fellatio, singed pubic hair, denim shorts and exhaustive asininity. But suffer he, and we, must. Ever since the 2001 publication of The Dirt, Mtley Cres bogglingly squalid backstage confessional, the unvarnished tell-all has been a rite of passage for the reflective ageing metaller, with life lessons dispensed against a backdrop of, as Bach attests, near-total assholery. So many of these memoirs are out there now that its not easy to tell where one pounding anecdotal buttock ends and the next begins. Heres a guide to those that, inevitably, go up to 11…

I Am Ozzy Ozzy Osbourne with Chris Ayres (Sphere)

He is Ozzy. Photograph: Hachette

The gist… Stupefied pensioner galumphs through tempestuous life story in manner of concussed pantomime cow (back end).

Pages of… Drugged vicars. Machine-gunned chickens. The clap. Booze, bats, rehab, regrets and a bewildering preoccupation with fellow celebs toilets (If youre reading this, Roger Whittaker, sorry for wiping my arse on your shower curtain). Dignitaries wince and ex-wives lunge for rolling pins as trad metal memoir becomes something closer to metal sitcom, with hapless Ozzy as the accidental maverick (gurns) in a world of breadheads and squares (rollerskates into duck pond).

Typical quote… OZZY, ARE YOU PISSING IN MY FUCKING SINK?

Crazy From The Heat

David Lee Roth (Ebury)

David Lee Roth: Crazy From the Heat. Photograph: Penguin Random House

The gist Synapses melt and patience turns to fondue as Van Halens original frontman Diamond Dave rampages through his metal past like an air horn in tights.

Pages of… Gnashing bravado. Crashing similes. The words Im a multimillionaire repeated at intervals of 0.0003 paragraphs. Non-chronological score-settling, Partridgean proclamations of the Ive read Huckleberry Finn 200 times variety, and lovemaking (sic) so explosive its accompanied by car alarms and falling masonry, as well as some strange euphemisms (We commenced delivering the groceries at 138 beats per minute).

Typical quote… She turned my shorts into grilled cheese.

Mustaine: A Life In Metal Dave Mustaine (HarperCollins)

Dave Mustaine: A Life In Metal. Photograph: Harper Collins

The gist… Imperious Megadeth poobah fires succession of pontifical edicts from the flaming trebuchet of his own ego.

Pages of… Heroin. Exorcisms. Beer. Third-person passive-aggression wreathed in guffclouds of self-righteousness (When Dave Mustaine announces his conversion to Christianity, theres no shortage of people eager to find hypocrisy in his decision). Lemony musings re his early ejection from Metallica, brutal punch-ins with a conga-line of understandably miffed bandmates and, ultimately, Dave Mustaines Spiritual Awakening.

Typical quote… The first time I heard Lars Ulrich play drums, I was shocked at his mediocrity.

Alice Cooper, Golf Monster Alice Cooper with Keith and Kent Zimmerman (Aurum Press)

Alice Cooper, Golf Monster. Photograph: Penguin Random House

The gist… Shock rocks own Uncle Giggles plonks life story on a tiny wooden peg and fore! tees off for a memoir that whizzes effortlessly down the fairway (*removes sunglasses*) of common sense.

Pages of… Golf. Sobriety. Golf. Turtlenecks. Golf. Christ. 13.5-tog celebrity anecdotes: Lou Reed asked me for help with his swing. And ellipses so loaded with profundity that you could drop a five iron in the gap that follows (Im a golf addict. But it didnt used to be that way) and it would still take days to hit the bottom.

Typical quote… Once again, Alice Cooper was ahead of his time.

Slash Slash with Anthony Bozza (HarperCollins)

Slash: The Autobiography. Photograph: Harper Collins

The gist… Ambulant hard rock piata is recast by co-writer Bozza as deep-thinkin and surprisingly endearin chronicler of Guns N Roses pretty heavy scene.

Pages of… Steeple-fingered self-analysis. Genital warts. Cardiomyopathy, homelessness, McRibs, boggling pharmaceutical adventurism (I just ran fully naked and bleeding down the fairway) and sex so incessant its like being shot in the face by a pump-action bum gun.

Typical quote… I had no remorse whatsoever about my overdose, but I was pissed off at myself for having died.

18 And Life On Skid Row by Sebastian Bach (Dey Street Books) is published on Thursday 15 December

from All Of Beer http://allofbeer.com/2017/12/12/none-more-paperback-the-best-sex-drugs-and-rocknroll-memoirs/ from All of Beer https://allofbeercom.tumblr.com/post/168464623377

[samanthasroberts]

None more paperback: the best sex, drugs and rock’n’roll memoirs

As Skid Rows Sebastian Bach publishes a tell-all autobiography, we survey some other notable efforts from the metal memoir genre

I was a total asshole, scrawls Sebastian Bach in his memoir 18 And Life On Skid Row. Thinking back on it now disgusts me. Quite, you mumble, as you survey a narrative wasteland strewn with bunched fists, cocaine, vodka, fellatio, singed pubic hair, denim shorts and exhaustive asininity. But suffer he, and we, must. Ever since the 2001 publication of The Dirt, Mtley Cres bogglingly squalid backstage confessional, the unvarnished tell-all has been a rite of passage for the reflective ageing metaller, with life lessons dispensed against a backdrop of, as Bach attests, near-total assholery. So many of these memoirs are out there now that its not easy to tell where one pounding anecdotal buttock ends and the next begins. Heres a guide to those that, inevitably, go up to 11…

I Am Ozzy Ozzy Osbourne with Chris Ayres (Sphere)

He is Ozzy. Photograph: Hachette

The gist… Stupefied pensioner galumphs through tempestuous life story in manner of concussed pantomime cow (back end).

Pages of… Drugged vicars. Machine-gunned chickens. The clap. Booze, bats, rehab, regrets and a bewildering preoccupation with fellow celebs toilets (If youre reading this, Roger Whittaker, sorry for wiping my arse on your shower curtain). Dignitaries wince and ex-wives lunge for rolling pins as trad metal memoir becomes something closer to metal sitcom, with hapless Ozzy as the accidental maverick (gurns) in a world of breadheads and squares (rollerskates into duck pond).

Typical quote… OZZY, ARE YOU PISSING IN MY FUCKING SINK?

Crazy From The Heat

David Lee Roth (Ebury)

David Lee Roth: Crazy From the Heat. Photograph: Penguin Random House

The gist Synapses melt and patience turns to fondue as Van Halens original frontman Diamond Dave rampages through his metal past like an air horn in tights.

Pages of… Gnashing bravado. Crashing similes. The words Im a multimillionaire repeated at intervals of 0.0003 paragraphs. Non-chronological score-settling, Partridgean proclamations of the Ive read Huckleberry Finn 200 times variety, and lovemaking (sic) so explosive its accompanied by car alarms and falling masonry, as well as some strange euphemisms (We commenced delivering the groceries at 138 beats per minute).

Typical quote… She turned my shorts into grilled cheese.

Mustaine: A Life In Metal Dave Mustaine (HarperCollins)

Dave Mustaine: A Life In Metal. Photograph: Harper Collins

The gist… Imperious Megadeth poobah fires succession of pontifical edicts from the flaming trebuchet of his own ego.

Pages of… Heroin. Exorcisms. Beer. Third-person passive-aggression wreathed in guffclouds of self-righteousness (When Dave Mustaine announces his conversion to Christianity, theres no shortage of people eager to find hypocrisy in his decision). Lemony musings re his early ejection from Metallica, brutal punch-ins with a conga-line of understandably miffed bandmates and, ultimately, Dave Mustaines Spiritual Awakening.

Typical quote… The first time I heard Lars Ulrich play drums, I was shocked at his mediocrity.

Alice Cooper, Golf Monster Alice Cooper with Keith and Kent Zimmerman (Aurum Press)

Alice Cooper, Golf Monster. Photograph: Penguin Random House

The gist… Shock rocks own Uncle Giggles plonks life story on a tiny wooden peg and fore! tees off for a memoir that whizzes effortlessly down the fairway (*removes sunglasses*) of common sense.

Pages of… Golf. Sobriety. Golf. Turtlenecks. Golf. Christ. 13.5-tog celebrity anecdotes: Lou Reed asked me for help with his swing. And ellipses so loaded with profundity that you could drop a five iron in the gap that follows (Im a golf addict. But it didnt used to be that way) and it would still take days to hit the bottom.

Typical quote… Once again, Alice Cooper was ahead of his time.

Slash Slash with Anthony Bozza (HarperCollins)

Slash: The Autobiography. Photograph: Harper Collins

The gist… Ambulant hard rock piata is recast by co-writer Bozza as deep-thinkin and surprisingly endearin chronicler of Guns N Roses pretty heavy scene.

Pages of… Steeple-fingered self-analysis. Genital warts. Cardiomyopathy, homelessness, McRibs, boggling pharmaceutical adventurism (I just ran fully naked and bleeding down the fairway) and sex so incessant its like being shot in the face by a pump-action bum gun.

Typical quote… I had no remorse whatsoever about my overdose, but I was pissed off at myself for having died.

18 And Life On Skid Row by Sebastian Bach (Dey Street Books) is published on Thursday 15 December

Source: http://allofbeer.com/2017/12/12/none-more-paperback-the-best-sex-drugs-and-rocknroll-memoirs/

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[prettyperfectdoll]

They do, actually. my 16 yo niece also had a friend who she met as a girl, then she started identifying as a boy and the last I heard, had gotten back to accepting herself as a girl. I can only imagine the sort of hell she's going through bc she was first convinced she was trans by some online friends on tumblr if I'm not mistaken and though she's also just online friends with my niece, she was actually convinced out of the trans bullshit by my niece.

I've been successful at convincing my niece to stay out of tiktok and tumblr at least until she's more grown cause teen years is hard enough as it is, no need to be here or over there (which in this day and age, I'm honestly not sure which is worse). She's only on discord which I know also has some problematic stuff but thankfully she's clever enough not to pass personal information and we're close enough that I can talk her out of bullshit... when I first introduced her to radfem theory, she had actually just started being co-opted by some queer friends so that was a close call lmao she's tomboy-ish and I remember thinking "if this hadn't gone down, maybe she'd start id'ying as non-binary in like 6 months..."

She's also been called transphobic for asserting her lesbianism lol the poor thing... being a teenage girl these days you're pretty much caught between trad-wives and the queers

Do high school kids these days just have trans classmates now. Like I keep seeing zoomer posts casually referring to it. Fucking wild if true.