#katanaxd

I fear being asked this because I’ve made at least 816 completely new drinks. or what if the girl who wants the spicy chai comes back and I’m not there?

luckily i just remembered who she was and what i made because shes really pretty but thats totally valid tbh

The troll blog was inactive and automatically moved to http://orochimarukin-blog.tumblr.com/ whoever was behind it has a great sense of humor 

A url gets changed/released after two years of inactivity, so you had about 10 months to take it before me 

what climate of planet is your favorite?

Let me tell you a story:

The woods were not always lovely, though they were always dark and deep. The Unknown is a place where all who wander are lost, or they would not wander at all. It is, as always, a place of endings - stories are always dependent upon the end, I find. The final pieces sliding into place, the lights dimming, the characters moving on to a new chapter or not at all.

But let me return to before.

There were two brothers who wandered, lost, because all are lost and all must end. So they were, and they did. The elder lost his way in the ocean of trees, and ultimately came upon a decision, a temptation, a deal. He took the lantern, in exchange for letting his brother go free. And then, once the younger of the two was safely home, the elder blew it out.

The Unknown began to fade. 

No story is complete without its author to pen it, and so the land and all the funny little people in it began to wither. Patches of ground the eye slid across, expanses of Nothing where sound and substance had no meaning, the stars winking out one by one.

So the elder brother, with all the strength he could muster, extracted his own soul to re-light the lantern, as the Beast before him had, and the Beast before him. Eventually, he would then turn into The Beast himself. 

And then there was me.

As for what it’s like, that’s perhaps a story for another time.

They’re lovely dark, and deep, which is what I want, deep lovely darkness.No one has asked, let alone taken, a promise of me,no one will notice if I choose bed or rug, couch or forest deep.It doesn’t matter where I sleep. It doesn’t matter where I sleep. 

Ugh, this is not an easy topic o tackle without offending someone.

Look, non-binary genders have not been proven to exist. In fact, they go against what we currently know about how brain gender works and the causes of transgenderism. It’s not as simple as “I have dysphoria = I have it”.

Dysphoria is a subjective feeling. People can experience similar feelings to dysphoria due to trauma or mental illness. Just general over-analyzation of your feelings and emotions which tumblr heavily encourages can lead you to start to feel like you have it even if you don’t. And it goes both ways. Numerous trans people have been able to supress their dysphoria for a number of years due to social taboos nd just general fear and anxiety.

Even if you do have dysphoria, what makes it different from regular trans dysphoria? Nobody experiences dysphoria equally all the time, sometimes it’s a very strong and invasive feeling, sosmetimes you can almost live with it. Something other than “just” a trans man or a trans woman that does not make you. Some people feel more top or more bottom dysphoria. Again, that’s extremely common and not something that makes you all that different.

Why the need to give yourself a special label at all? What’s wrong with identifying as a regular trans person?

This is why I don’t like how much emphasis most transmeds place on physical dysphoria. It’s never a sole reason to diagnose someone as trans - doctors take note of your mannerisms, emotional reactions, how you behaved as a kid, as well as how uncomfortable you are to be percieved as your birth sex and how willing you are to transition - all very important markers to determine whether someone is actually trans or not.

The worst part about non-binary genders is that they muddy the waters when it comes to the discussion of trans rights and issues. They shift the discussion and make things even harder than they already are. Even in Russia people who claim to be non-binary oftenties seek transition, which is potentially very dangerous to them and that makes therapists suspicious of even the most classic cases.

I truly don’t wish to offend or put someone down, but in the end, it’s something that very much concerns me and my struggles as a trans person. Transgenderism is a disorder, a medical diagnosis. Something that can never be cured, but can be treated and we should treat it as much more seriously than we do.

I hope this clusterfuck of a post is readable, I’m really not in a state to write something like this.