i was homeschooled for a long time; it’s good

i was homeschooled for a long time; it’s just ok

i was homeschooled for a long time; it’s horrible

i was homeschooled for a short time; it’s good

i was homeschooled for a short time; it’s just ok

i was homeschooled for a short time; it’s horrible

wasn’t homeschooled; it’s good

wasn’t homeschooled; it’s just ok

wasn’t homeschooled; it’s horrible

Like dude imagine telling a struggling kid that if they don't have the body that aligns perfectly with their gender identity that their only option is to kill themselves. Because that's exactly what you're saying. You're telling them that their life is not worth living if they can't mutilate their body.

It's like saying "if you don't let anorexic kids starve themselves they'll commit suicide!" Well maybe we should deal with the source of the problem, the anorexia. Obviously make sure the kid is safe if they're genuinely suicidal, but the suicidality is a symptom of the anorexia, and it's not going to be fixed by letting the kid continue to embrace their hatred of their own body.

No, I don't think kids should be allowed to mutilate their body. But you are the ones saying that the options are "transition or kill yourself". I'm giving them another option, which is to learn to be satisfied and live a fulfilling life as the person they are, the one they were born as. I'm the one saying their body is wonderful just the way God made it. I'm the one saying that killing yourself is never a good option.

This was for Father’s Day

Imagine, after decades of your world becoming colder and colder, you are saved. A single Eridian, the only one of twenty three to survive, arrives in an alien ship, accompanied by a creature you can barely conceive.

Everything about the alien is so loud, hinges formed from tissue thumping and stretching in constant movement, even while unconscious. Completely organic, reliant of oxygen and hydrogen. Instead of a protective carapace, it regrows its damaged tissues. It has senses you do not, and technology so unlike your own, both able to utilise a force you have never heard of. The same force that killed almost your entire mission team. Highly adaptable, able to teach itself how to fly its ship in under a week, able to become fluent in the engineer's dialect in less than four years.

And if Erid's best engineer is correct (and there's no reason it wouldn't be), this creature not only managed to breed a predator of the warmth-taker to survive in various atmospheres, including Threeworld's, but also turned around to provide aid when it discovered that the predator could escape xenonite.

And you think: Surely, this creature which protects itself without a carapace, which sleeps so lightly and knows so much and learns so quickly, which saved two planets at the cost of ever returning to its thrum, surely, a creature so extraordinary must have a name to match

And you think: Perhaps it is strength, Mountain-Base or Lonsdaleite-Carapace. Perhaps it is intellect, Diamond-Claw or Lockpick-Mind. Perhaps it is courage, Song-Through-Silence or Path-Carver

And you think: None of these names hold the true weight of what this creature is to them. How do you describe something like that, which aids without expectation of anything in return, which risks its own life for the sake of a species it cannot touch, which performs miracles simply because it was asked.