Birds and Self Care

Never confuse your mistakes with your value as a human being.

1. Take the binder off. I don’t care how dysphoric you are, I don’t care how bad you feel, I don’t care who is around. DO NOT PUT IT BACK ON. 

2. Go to the doctor. Or to a nurse. When I broke my ribs, I went to the nurse at my school because that was free and that worked fine.

3. Accept that there isn’t anything you can do to heal faster. The most likely thing that doc is going to tell you is that you have some bruised ribs, and you need to let them heal. Sometimes broken ribs can break lungs, which is potentially fatal, so no matter what, you still need to do step two, but that’s probably not going to be the case. 

4. Treat yo’self. Get some icecream, and settle down with your favorite tv show. This is gonna be rough on your mental health. 

5. Tell people that you are injured (make up a bull-riding/bungee-jumping story if you don’t wanna tell em why). This will garner you some sympathy points, and people will go easier on you. Maybe your boss will let you wear a hoodie to work.

6. Don’t reflect too hard on it. The first thing you are going to think is not “oh I have an injury so I better take care of myself” it’s going to be “this is the physical manifestation of my dysphoria and why does being trans always ruin my life”. Try to refrain from that particular thought. You have an injury. Treat it like any other injury or illness you could get. 

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What not to do. 

1. Put that damn binder back on. Don’t. I see you tempted. Don’t. 

2. I SAID DON’T. 

3. You could end up with a warped ribcage if you don’t allow yourself to heal. Don’t put it back on. 

I choose me. It’s okay to put myself first when I need to.

I am more than any one part of myself. My appearance, my past, my mistakes – none of that defines me. Only I do.

It is not weakness to show vulnerability; it is strength.

It’s okay to not be okay. Furthermore, if I’m not okay now, I will be eventually.

Whether I’m not sure of the answers to my homework, what to do, or who I am, it’s alright to not know. I’m still learning and I’m doing just fine.

Making mistakes is a part of the learning process. I don’t have to be afraid of making them or of admitting when I do.

I’ll never know what I’m capable of until I try.

There is no such thing as perfect. Trying is enough.

Take pleasure in the little things: sunsets, rain, fuzzy blankets, signs of spring, etc. They are important. 

I made it as a response to racists like dearasianboys 

Rainbow Bee-eater - Merops ornatus; is a medium-sized bird and the only bee-eater in Australia, and occurs on several near-shore islands. Rainbow Bee-eaters eat insects, mainly catching bees and wasps, as well as dragonflies and moths.