MILZ𖤝

I am in elementary school. I have discovered something in myself that is different from my peers. I have no words to express this feeling, so I instead live in discomfort for years and years and believe it to be normal.

I am in seventh grade. I have lost my entire friend group because a rumor was spread that because I am queer, I must be a creep. My last sleepover with those friends was spent sitting in the same room as them while they texted each other talking shit about me.

I am in seventh grade. I have endured homophobic bullying from snarky comments to food being thrown at me in the cafeteria, and today finally swing back. I get one of the bullies on the floor and the teacher breaks us up. I get in trouble for fighting while she continues to bully me. Nothing is done about the bullying when I speak up about it.

I am in seventh grade. I am being outed to my entire classroom by the people I share a table with. They are walking to every single desk and telling each classmate I am queer. I watch as every head turns to look at me in disgust. I am completely alienated from that class and spend my days working alone.

I am fourteen or fifteen. The discomfort I have lived with my entire life finally has a name: dysphoria. I have come out to my family as trans. I am in my room alone on my birthday, crying because every card has "girl" on it.

I am fourteen or fifteen. I get a tone with a family member because I am tired of her excuses for continuously misgendering me. Her husband corners me outside and threatens to hit me if I ever talk back to her again, and tells me my identity is made up. My family sides with him.

I am fifteen and sixteen. I wish I could die instead of living in stagnancy.

I am seventeen. My country is passing law after law to restrict my community. Trans people are going missing and being murdered, and their lights are snuffed without so much as a whimper. I am disgusted and afraid and grieving alongside my trans brothers, sisters, and siblings.

I am twenty. I do not speak to much of my family anymore, my mother has only ever called me my birth name, and I have lost every single friend I ever had except one, and had to rebuild myself and my circle from the ground up. Family holidays are hollow. I have self harm scars permanently etched on my skin, purple half-moons under my eyes that are like stains at this point, and I will never forget how I have been treated and what I have endured. My heart breaks knowing millions out there experience the same things and worse.

I am twenty. I am crying in my boyfriend's arms about not feeling like a real man. I am hearing him reassure me that he sees me for me and he loves me as the man I am. My small friend group strictly calls me by my chosen name and pronouns. I am in love, I have more support than ever, and for once, I'm starting to feel glad I'm alive, glad that I held on. For once, I have hope.

happy pride! remember that being transgender is everything but fiction. there are so many real historical figures from every century about whose transgender identities we aren't even aware of

i like it when trans men and transmasc people exist

i like it when nonbinary and abinary people exist

i like it when intersex people exist

i like it when people with culturally exclusive identities exist

Happy trans+ history day <3 🏳️‍⚧️

It’s not even done but I just really wanted to post it 🫩✌️

Probably going to just switch to the Harper mod or something now. Or Leighton or literally anyone else.

Anon, genuinely what do you want me to say about this lol? I don't care! You can stop playing my mod for any reason but you have to recognize how cringe you are for coming into my asks just to say this. You're being soooo cringe and entitled.

Anyone who actually enjoys Bailey as a character knew this was coming from QnAs...

As an exercise in empathy, why did you send this ask? To waste my time? Or because you are genuinely, actually hurt by a fictional character in a game with far more upsetting themes than a discussion on monogamy? You're this upset over a character who you clearly didn't understand well enough to enjoy? And then you decided to whine about your hurt in my ask instead of sucking it up and being normal or media literate for some reason? What does my mod have to do with your lack of media literacy? Grow up, anon. Don't come into my asks again and leave me alone, thanks!