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cw i am gay and mentally ill and i don’t like this website

it’s june 7th, 2025. there is another dead girl. ever since mental illness was abolished in favor of the neurodiversity umbrella, the only time we really hear about true insanity is in delightfully saccharine quirky internet memes. the market value of life is negative. tumblr won. 4chan won. reddit won. twitter won. kf won. it’s hard at this point to tell what lost.

limitless morphology and support for people with discontinuities is the only real pro-trans politics. the only way to exist as a trans woman is to not have a public past. i log onto the smogon forum, one of the so-called “last bastions of the old internet”. as before, there are thousands of posts on my account typed by the hands of something dead. i cannot modify or delete them. i wonder if they will still exist for the rest of my life, hanging over my head in case i ever become notable enough to stalk and harass. forums are not a place for people like me. there are very few places for people like me.

it is pride month. i open discord and am greeted by a rainbow-decal design of the poison gas pokemon. a joke about the holocaust has been made into a colorful, inclusive mascot. this is apparently a lucid sentence. i feel nauseous.

i spend a few minutes considering my plan of becoming a moderator solely to run through those archives and delete all those old posts one by one. what level of clearance would i need to do that, i wonder? would the higher-ups even allow it? i realize my energy is too finite for this, end the fantasy, and slip a little further down.

it’s june 8th, 2025. there is another dead girl. i should not have come here.
 
ive had this account for long enough as to where if you dug deep enough you could probably find a post around here where i am at least a little homophobic. hopefully not though. anyway, i went to vgc worlds with my boyfriend last summer and am planning on going this year as well (as a spectator this time, sadge). so i guess i have the informed opinion that being gay is pretty poggers after all....

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edit: here are our spheals holding flippers in lieu of a sappy photo of us (maybe later)
 
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is there an unspoken dress rule for pride parades?
this might vary from place to place! i think the safest bet is to come as you are plus whatever pride flag capes? but maybe contact your local organizers to check to see if anything "flamboyant" is allowed? i doubt anyone would bat an eye at crossdressing either
 
this might vary from place to place! i think the safest bet is to come as you are plus whatever pride flag capes? but maybe contact your local organizers to check to see if anything "flamboyant" is allowed? i doubt anyone would bat an eye at crossdressing either
oh i mean like in terms of social rules, not questionable stuff! like if i went in a cute dress and brought a pride flag, that would be okay?
 
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Aside from all that I really don't think that would be an issue at all!! I mentioned that because that's really the only thing that might be an issue for individuals at pride events.
 
Donald Trump is terminating the USA's national LGBTQ+ suicide hotline. In light of this news, I'm sharing some hotlines I found on https://pflag.org/resource/support-hotlines/ that you or a queer friend may find useful.

The Trevor Project (Crisis Intervention & Suicide Prevention): (866) 488-7386
Crisis Text Line (Crisis Intervention & Suicide Prevention): Text START to 741-741
Trans Lifeline (Crisis Intervention & Suicide Prevention): (877) 565-8860
The True Colors United (Youth Information): (212) 461-4401

The website (https://pflag.org/resource/support-hotlines/) has more hotlines as well as links to their websites for other necessary information.

Donald Trump and every other homophobe can try killing us off, but they're all gonna fail. Not just because they're useless and incompetent, but because more of us are born everyday. There's a decent chance another queer person was born as you're reading this. So this is a huge blow, but we're all here for each other. I respond to blows with defiance (which is probably easier as a Canadian) - that doesn't mean you have to. Deal with this stuff however you can. There's IRL organizing, online activism, protesting, donating, etc. but even just surviving to the next day is important too. Don't feel bad if you can't fill every single lane of activism - none of us can, and we need them all. Sending sm love <3
 
i hope all are enjoying pride month while you can, but unfortunately mine hasn't been.

my parents found out my relationship with April and now i don't have access to my phone once again and we are back to square one on transitioning. my job application still hasn't processed, and if they called i wouldn't know cause they have my phone. i hardly even get paid when i work with my parents. it just sucks that i'm blocked from the outside world again

what kills me the most is that i told her that this would be our month but it has been nearly radio silence on any means of getting back with her. i miss her so bad, and my only means of communicating is sappy songs from our walls and my little espeon keychain i hug at night. one day we'll be back my sunshine.
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I swear to God. Every time I open a social media app for 1 minute, I find the most homophobic people on the planet telling people to go burn, and i'm tired of it. It's honestly sad asf at this point and very hateful and immature. Why can't we just accept people for who they are. Like what did we do to hurt you??.

Anyways, hoping you all have a safe and happy pride month, because you all deserve it and should be happy in these gloomy times.

(Yes. I know. rare Rodent appearance, "OMG HES UNBANNED?" Yeah. Hi.)
 
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Queer people are the current scape goat of choice for right wing extremists. Specifically fascism needs a minority that can be portrayed as weak to affirm the fascist superiority complex, but also as a threat to society to justify its oppression.
It just so happens that queer people are seen as both a tiny fraction of the population aswell as a huge threat to western civilisation as we know it.

Until it's truely normalized to be queer, we will always be a minority. And as long as political extremists exist, monorities will always be a scape goat for them.
All we can do is normalize being queer and fight fascism wherever it appears
 
As pride month comes to a close, I'd like to, for once, share a happy story.

Today I held the final presentation about the project my team and I had been working on this whole semester.
For this occasion I was dressed somewhat formally. Normally I despise formal clothes, but this was the first time I was dressing formally since I started to publically come out. Without much thought I put on a plain black skirt and a black button up shirt with a simple pattern.
I don't own a body length mirror so I didn't think much of it, but when I saw myself in the big bathroom mirror I noticed the effect of my outfit:
The skirt gave me gentle curves and the button up, being tucked in at waist level, gently presented my physique in a flattering way.
I'm used to looking like a brick in formal clothes, which isn't helped by the fact that it's almost impossible to find clothes that fit my dimensions.
So there I was, looking at a reflection I thought I would always hate.
It made me feel confident in taking on the presentation. But most of all, it made me feel pretty :3

Hope waits for you in the unlikeliest places.
To suffer is the human condition.
To endure it and find hope regardless is the indomitable human spirit.
 
it's like 4:30 in the morning so this probably won't make sense but whatever

being genderfluid is fucking weird, like i like being it but also why does this have to be so complicated, i feel like i could be a bunch of different labels and i have to constantly ask people and google shit to figure out if i'm one thing or the other and people don't agree on stuff so i'm confused and i feel like only kinda recently i've settled on the labels i feel represent me best, still not 100% sure on some stuff but oh well at least it's better than back in april

i feel like i'm just kinda complaining about shit that isn't that big of a deal tbh but also it's nice to get this off my chest i think

at least saying i'm cis genderfluid enby is funny
 
I can relate to that DAMN HARD, like originally, I thought that I was a Trans Girl for a while, and tbf, I love being called a girl to an absolute T, but after having a nice and pleasant conversation with my bestie, I had a thought pop into my head, what if I wasn't a Trans Girl in the most absolute definition of it?

It's one of the strangest feelings I ever got in my whole life, like, on one hand, it's damn amazing that I have these realizations about myself and don't try to just hide them from myself for whatever reason, but at the same time, holy shit, it's like the discoveries with myself might never end, and I might have to just accept that fact

I don't even know what label would suit me the best, like I embrace being Trans, but what specifically? I don't know, not even sure if there is a label to describe who I am, all I do know is that I'm comfortable with Any Pronouns

gender really is the funniest concept, and who knows? Maybe I'll end up having another realization down the line, but I like where I'm at rn
 
I regret legally changing my sex.

"I regret ..." sometimes feels like a dirty phrase in this community. Like somehow it has awful implications to say you think you made the wrong choice about something. That I'm supposed to stay chin-up defiant, unwavering, saying I'd do it all over again, or else I'm letting Them win or just self-hating.

But I do. This sucks. I'm in the most terrifying, paralyzing, uncertain position imaginable. I don't regret transitioning, I don't regret changing my name. I regret that a single meaningless letter change on a handful of documents has ultimately become a major sacrifice. I'm stuck in this terrible paralytic state where all I want out of my life is freedom and mobility, and I'm restricted in ways that I think we don't yet fully understand. I'm worried I won't be able to reenter the country if I leave because I'll be told my passport is somehow invalid. I'm worried that getting a job or insurance and the like will be even harder than it already is. I'm worried that I can rarely choose the closet for personal safety anymore.

I don't like it, I don't like the freedom it has stolen from me, I hate all the uncertainty, and I hate how I prioritized meaningless external validation over the practical needs of my life. I don't know what the hell I was thinking.

happy end of pride month y'all, hope you had a good one

bit of an unconventional post for this thread i tink but i wanted to take a sec of my precious time to return to this fascinating web site and give a little end of june Message of Inspiration to the baby queers that live here (i love all yall)

for MY pride month this year I went ahead and temporarily abandoned my beloved boyfriend for a 15-day road trip. Alone (yep, fully solo!). Averaging 433 miles a day by car. Across the US. in the midst of this insane political climate. To some real banger ass red states, we're talkin' North Dakota, Montana, Wyoming, that's right folks, the places "we" aren't supposed to go, ever, or else we'll all explode or whatever. I did this all, by myself, as a clocky little 22-year-old androgynous trans girl from good ol' sheltered liberal new england. And I didn't just not explode, in fact I had the time of my life, and for the most part didn't have any bad experiences.

look, here's the thing. there's a hell of a lot of people in the world who want you to believe that because you made the choice to get a better life for yourself, because you're openly trans, because some people are sometimes assholes, because the odds in life are stacked against you, that there are things in this world that Aren't Made For You. That you Can't Do. I refuse to believe that's true god dang it and neither should you. happy pride, go get some grit, girls, some meat on those bones, some radical queerness in that heart, some good old fashioned survival skills and punk-y determination and get out there like the world is yours to take, because darling it is. pick your favorite battles and fight to win em all. don't let them tell you you can't chase those dreams, or you can't travel, or be who you want to be, or that you have to live Small, or any of that junk. Do it all because you're trans, because you're you, because you've made the choice to Live and get to get out there every day and fight for everything you want and need. because the thing they want most is for you to be so much more afraid than you Ever need to be. the first step to being brave is being a little crazy, and i know I'm only gonna be crazier from here . hell yeah.

also I have a hot date with a pretty girl on Friday so like that's neat and gay right?

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