like I’m among the minority of my friends in definitely for sure wanting kids someday

but each of my parenthood-eschewing friends has claimed a different role in my future offspring’s life and they seem very excited to play it

so we as a generation may have fewer children

Well, if you can’t do the job right yourself, the least you can do is help a friend raise THEIR child right, help take the burden off their shoulders, and give that kid all the love and attention they can stand.

If someone tells you, you can’t do something–let this be proof you can. 

Society told me I was a girl. I’m a boy.

Medical science once said transition related surgeries were taboo. Millions of people are happily and actively transitioning to their true selves. 

People have told me it was my fault for my phalloplasty related injuries. It is not. 

Doctors told me I would never walk again. Doctors told me I would never be able to heal and reverse my ileostomy. They too, were wrong. 

Charleena Lyles

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John Leguizamo’s Latin History For Morons 

Imagine that your partner has been hitting you. Yelling at you. You’ve been married for a few years, you’re both in your 30s, you have a little daughter, and everything you do seems to be wrong. You’ve been made fun of, mocked and belittled by your partner. 

But you need them, because you can’t take another failed relationship. You can’t be alone again, and they’ve got you convinced that all the beatings and scratches and scrapes are your fault.

You tell your friends and they laugh. No matter how many bruises or cuts you show them, it’s still your fault, so you hide them. You feel trapped, but you don’t feel like you can escape. You’re convinced that you’re just locking yourself in.

And you see online one day an article. Someone else went through what you have. They got the cuts, the bruises, the scratches. You see that here is hope and freedom from these beatings. The physical and emotional pain can go away, there is someone there to help!

So you write down a list of 10 abuse victim hotlines, for people being abused. And you call them one by one.

If you were a man:

6 of those hotlines would refuse to help because of your gender.

3 of those hotlines would refer you to or give you a number to a hotline dealing with people that abuse and are looking to stop.

1 of those hotlines would help.

Out of those 10, 2 of those would also laugh at you or say you deserved it.

If you were a woman:

10 of those hotlines would help.

Abuse is very scary, but what seems scarier to you; being abused, reaching out and getting the help you need, or being abused, reaching out and getting laughed and turned away over 60% of the time because of who you are?

Only 8% of men who call abuse hotlines find them ‘very helpful’ and get the assistance they need.

Just to add some quotes found in the study from men who tried to seek help:

• They laughed at me and told me I must have done something to deserve it if it happened at all.

• They asked how much I weighed and how much she weighed and then hung up on me…I was told by this agency that I was full of BS.

• They accused me of trying to hide my “abuse” of her by claiming to be a victim, and they said that I was nothing more than a wimp.

• They didn’t really listen to what I said. They assumed that all abusers are men and said that I must accept that I was the abuser. They ridiculed me for not leaving my wife, ignoring the issues about what I would need to do to protect my six children and care for them.

Pulled from my home inside a cloud, Lost to the dark I drift alone, Now I’ve returned beyond the shroud, Ever to reign upon my throne, Here in my Crystal Kingdom.

I saw beyond the omniverse, Far past the places we should see, But for my vision I was cursed, Torn from my home and family, Lost to my Crystal Kingdom.

Saved from the darkness by my child, Locked in a cage of glass and steel, But my true love remains in exile, Beckoning me to break the seal, Into this Crystal Kingdom.

Lesbehonest, Weiss appreciates the puns, she just doesn’t like being interrupted.

“My favorite drag queen is baby Jesus”