faythofdragons

Where I’m at, we’ve got a 45mph truck route going through the middle of a residential area, which lead to a kid running out in front of a semi a few years back. I’d say the primary blame for that specific incident is with whoever zoned it like that, and not the trucker who wasn’t familiar with the area.

Just like learning how to cook for yourself is a poor solution for people who live in a food desert or don’t have access to a kitchen, sure.

People forget its bread and roses

So, I’m afab and probably agender, which is where the confusion is coming from. I’m on estrogen and progesterone because otherwise my cycle is stuck to ‘on’, so even my relationship with hormones is complicated.

Neither of these things directly tell me my subconscious sex, but when the testosterone makes me feel awful, or when being treated and seen as a woman makes me feel wonderful, or when estrogen gives me mild waves of buzzing bodily euphoric, I make inferences about my subconscious sex from that.

See, none of that resonates with me at all. Going off my meds makes me feel terrible, but that’s from the resulting anemia. I’ve tried living as a man, I’ve tried living as a woman, I’ve never gotten that “yes, this is me” feeling that people talk about. I don’t know what “psychological self conceptualization” as a gender means, because it’s all uncomfortable for me?

It feels like what you’re talking about is the university course and I’m still in primary education.

It may not help, but I do enjoy this poem by Caitlin Seida:

Hope Is Not a Bird, Emily, It’s a Sewer Rat

• Hope is not the thing with feathers
• That comes home to roost
• When you need it most.

• Hope is an ugly thing
• With teeth and claws and
• Patchy fur that’s seen some shit.

• It’s what thrives in the discards
• And survives in the ugliest parts of our world,
• Able to find a way to go on
• When nothing else can even find a way in.

• It’s the gritty, nasty little carrier of such
• diseases as
• optimism, persistence,
• Perseverance and joy,
• Transmissible as it drags its tail across
• your path
• and
• bites you in the ass.

• Hope is not some delicate, beautiful bird,
• Emily.
• It’s a lowly little sewer rat
• That snorts pesticides like they were
• Lines of coke and still
• Shows up on time to work the next day
• Looking no worse for wear.#

When I say gender identity is biological, I am talking about what Julia Serano calls “subconscious sex” which she also sometimes interchanges with “gender identity”, which is basically that innate and unchanging sense of your sex / gender.

Okay, but what about those of us that have never had an innate and unchanging sense of my sex/gender?

I see you haven’t experienced the “fresh” produce my local grocery is offering.

Hey, I only hoard garbage in my depression nest #notalldragons

It has a fair share of copypasta, and I am curious what would make copypasta a meme, but not a twitter screenshot.

That doesn’t match up with what KnowYourMeme.com says

Memes are broadly defined as culturally transmitted information or ideas and beliefs that can be spread from one organism, or group of organisms, to another.