show me the way

Wow. The patience, kindness and calm communication skills. Outstanding.

They recognized that the mother was also expressing a vulnerable truth about herself - that she felt like a bad mother because her child was expressing gender feelings she wasn’t equipped to help with - and met her where she was, a concerned parent with limited information - to point her where she should be heading, research and resources.

Like 25 is such a strong number on the horizon.

There is this kind of deep generational trauma that never really stopped and has been going and going and seems to be culminating now. It’s the kind of thing you don’t even notice, you are so used to it, and then one day, out of nowhere, it hits you in the face.

I’m only now realizing how much last year’s mass protests that I joined affected me. It’s been almost a year. And it’s only now starting to sink in how fucking traumatic that was and even now my first instinct is to rationalize it and second guess myself because ‘it wasn’t that bad’ and ‘we’ve all been through this’ and ‘you avoided being tear gassed, so what? you’re fine, stop being a crybaby!’. And it’s a culmination of events that started long before I was born, a cycle of oppression most Eastern European countries are so used to. My parents at my age were doing exactly the same thing. Protesting. On the streets. Trying to survive. The reasons for protesting might change a little, but ultimately it’s always about the right to live and be free. To stand against corrupt politicians. To fight with harmful propaganda.