i'm queer as hell in the month where all the genocidal war criminal corporations put rainbow flags on shit to market to us while the shitheads yell about how we should simply die
I had to explain the political machinations of AIDS to someone this morning and how that horrific mass death and disabling could have been preventable if they didn't think it was what we deserved
how we lost generations
so yeah, maybe I'm a little more on edge!
but like. I'm always this fucking furious tbh. I just usually try to cap the post count at three.
being queer in the modern world has more avenues for support than there have been, for sure, but that comes with more avenues and visibility for everyone who hates you
it's a test of resilience. even the best-meaning people as you grow up will second-guess you, mock you, undercut you, drill you down. wait for you to be how
they think you should be. or have you around as the butt of shitty jokes.
or. y'know. just fucking beat you up or worse.
so yeah! it's hard! I think it's fair to say most of us are carrying some trauma, and sometimes it's multiplicative with all the other life trauma stacked high at the trauma buffet of living.
I'm as okay as I ever am β by which I mean I'm mad as hell and ground to dust but carrying on.
I'm the last fucking me on this planet. the will is not strong a great many days, but I bite through it because I need to know what's next.
I'm fated to lose. I know this is true.
but until then, I'm aflame