the transgender craze seducing our site directors

i can tell you, like, all about how i was the Designated Problem of the nascent pseudo-plural dynamic we developed and like plaintively ask if you think THAT doesn’t count either but like what am i doing. why do i think it changes anything.

…..I mean really truly do you follow us (and this frustration just boiled over (?)) or were you namesearching keywords that were in the posts? If you follow us i don’t really have any clarifying information to give i guess, the judgment is already rendered. I mean i guess that applies if you don’t either.

i just, like, i don’t really know what to do with the assertion that i can have as nuanced and complicated a view of these feelings as anyone possibly could but i SHOULD NOT POST THEM regardless. As if “the component of girldraki dot tumblr dot com whose posts everyone politely ignores because they’re openly alarming” is a major stressor in the lives of survivors of child abuse.

if you have actively identified as an unperson specifically because of mistreatment (!) or whatever, were you never jealous of the real people? if your idea of personhood, LIKE MINE, is based around a standard of treatment, have you genuinely kirkuinely never felt any kind of resentment about the idea of not provoking such considerations in comparison to EVERYONE ELSE, or is the issue that i am not legitimately disadvantaged enough for such jealousy to be excusable?

……Also if this is really about the posts i have made sbout unpersonhood or whatever this is dumb. Not to undermine whatever ground i’ve managed to gain, though this seems kind of like a lost cause from the getgo. But it is dumb.

I’ve made like five whole posts specifically about the idea of Unpersonhood which were largely about people making these assertions based on general societal oppression instead of specifically child abuse, for the record, (AND SPECIFICALLY ABOUT PEOPLE WHO USE CLAIMS OF UNPERSONHOOD AS AN EXCUSE TO BE TOTAL ASSHOLES!!!!) and the entire time it was kind of a stupid thing for me to be so precious about anyway. It’s kind of dumb for you to be so precious about it too!!! I have zero Actual authority to control what you post or say about yourself!

at any rate this whole thing is really twisting me into logic knots because like. you can tell that i am in gigantic amounts of pain. me saying bitchy things on tumblr, regardless of how many caveats ℹ make or how much i emphasize the emotions are not rational, fundamentally requires correction and is contributing to societal disenfranchisement of abused children as a class essentially because they are mean and i am being excessively prescriptive and not adequately considering the difficult lives that they lead.

You on the other hand are in our inbox speaking prescriptively and judgmentally and openly disregarding the clear distress basically every post i have ever made of the sort you find objectionable involved. Because the difficult life that i lead is not a meaningful factor in my Harm Rendered towards Vulnerable People.

Why all this silence? No one is doing anything. Israeli missiles bombed the tents of the displaced at Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital. The bodies of children, women and men were charred. No one was able to save them from the severity of the fire. Why all this failure, O world, where are the rulers? Where are the institutions that claim to be institutions that protect human rights? Where are we? We are going. We have never seen anything like this before. Please make our voice heard to every official, to everyone who can do nothing. O God, be with us, O God

Please, I do not want to lose any of my family, any of my friends, or my relatives. Please save us, stop all this injustice, all these massacres.

These are simple scenes from what happens every day in the north. If people do not die from the missiles, they die from hunger. There is nothing more unfair to humanity than this.

I have been corresponding with Duaa, her son Omar is 5 years old and in dire condition, he is autistic and needs treatment due to the trauma of the bombing and missiles. Their family is still in Gaza in horrific conditions under threat of disease and death, Duaa's father had a stroke due to the unrelenting stress and is unable to get treatment. She and Omar were able to escape to Egypt but she cannot work as Egypt requires them to have a permit.