Heavenly

What you need is something called an advanced directive - a will is not going to cut it because that won’t some into play until after you’re buried. The youtuber and mortician Caitlin Doughty has a video about it, specifically as it relates to trans people: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PVgumSUZQRI

In fact, a few people accused me of plagiarizing, but it didn't bother me.

They made a deal with that witch. They wanted a son, and they got one. A son, one made out of clay and wood, flexible enough to grow but sturdy enough to withstand its destined path, enchanted to look like a human child. The witch asked for only one thing, and that was for their daughter.

They left the girl readily.

The witch raised her as her own, and called her Thyme. The princess grew up unknowing of her heritage, grew up calling the witch Mama, and the witch did her very best to earn that title.

She was taught magic, and how to forage in the woods, how to build sturdy wooden structures and how to make the most delicious stews. The girl had a good life, and the witch was pleased.

The girl grew into a woman, and learned more and more powerful magics, grew stronger from hauling wood and stones and animals to cook, grew smarter as the witch taught her more.

She learned to deal with the people in the villages nearby, learned how to brew remedies and medicines and how to treat illness and injury, and learned how to tell when someone was lying. 

Every time the pair went into town, the people would remark at just how similar Thyme was to her mother. 

(Thyme does not know who and what she is. She does not know that she was born a princess, that she was sold. She only knows that one night after her mother read her a story about princesses and dragons, her mother had asked her if she ever wanted to be a princess.)

((Thyme only knows that she very quickly answered no. She likes being a witch, thank you very much, she likes the power that comes with it and the way that she can look at things and know their true nature.))

The witch starts preparing the ritual early, starts collecting the necessities in the winter so they can be ready by the fall equinox. Her daughter helps, and does not ask what this is for, just knows that it is important.

The witch looks at Thyme, both their hands raised into the air over a complicated array of plants, tended carefully to grow into a circle, and says, sorry.

I was allowed full access to any books, movies, and internet I wanted fully informed about our family beliefs and practices but I was given no supervision once I reached about 13 because my parents trusted me to stick to the rules or not as I felt and come to them if there was anything that I had questions about.

As long as I said where I was going, who I was with, and when I was going to be back and then phone if anything changed I was allowed to do pretty much as I pleased from 13 onward.

I moved back in with my parents after university and the first conversation we had was my dad telling me that if I felt like they were treating me like a child to please tell them because they had no intention of doing so.

password protected my computer so i had to get permission every time i wanted to use it

put a passcode lock on our pantry so we couldn’t eat without permission

regularly checked our internet browsing history

shut off the internet at regular intervals, including when i needed it for university homework

did monthly checks of our bank statements and would confiscate money if they didn’t approve of our activities

in response, i went behind their backs and opened a new bank account, got a secret job, bought my own groceries, and used the wifi from the school across the street. they didn’t succeed in disciplining me. all they did was force me to distance myself from them.

I’m always amazed at the double standard. 

The customer shamed her for being in porn… but… how exactly did that customer *find* her videos in the first place?

Just in case anybody tries to make a case that sex work is illegal:

I work at Taco Bell.

We are a felon-friendly company.

One of the best workers on my team is on parole for transporting drugs and we literally had a party for him when he graduated from his halfway house. (Well, “party.” Because of COVID it was more like “we brought you a cake and you can control the aux cord tonight,” but the thought was there.) I’ve worked with multiple addicts and trained a former gang member to become a shift leader. We don’t give a shit if you have a less-than-pure-as-the-driven-snow past. Porn is hardly a blip on the radar.

There is no reason that “this is illegal/legally gray work” should count against her. This is ENTIRELY about optics and “the customer is always right” gone insane.

 me: i need to use the Bathroom