It’s been years since I last came here… wow
how things can change so much in a short period of time?
After long 9 years “waiting” for the right moment I’m now being me for more than half of a year and unbelievably it feels like it never was that way.
It’s hard, it takes time… but don’t give up it happens and things get better even if you don’t belive it.
I belive on you
Take your time and keep safe.
Love yall
punks of color bc this website is slacking
Some more from my collection
just fucking stylin man!
pink in the night
If there is a time I don’t reblog this it will be because the apocalypse got me
also the creator confirmed the brunette girl is trans!!
It’s crazy how things are going… I ever thought it would start my “transition” by coming out to my family but I started coming out to my best friend (she was so sweet and respectful all the time I love her so much
hope everything goes well and hopefully I can come out “for real” soon (even with this shit context my country is anyway….)
rb to save a person with anxiety!!
I’m in the middle of a panic attack and literally this video itself helped lmao. My brain went from 0 to 100 real quick 😂😂 this is the most chaotic way of helping I’ve ever seen
I thought this was going to be like,,, a joke or something but like this is some solid advise.
The last time I hate a panic attack I sat down and just. ate a raw radish because I didn’t like the taste and it was crunchy. My brain stopped thinking about the panic attack and went to “why the fuck are you eating a radish” and within a minute I felt so much better
Me & the Boys on the way to take our finals
i had a very illuminating conversation with a guy about 10 years younger than me that really put this change into perspective, which is this:
i have a very distinct memory, in my childhood, of the moment of my disillusionment. i believed that grown-ups knew what they were doing, and that the things that seemed so obvious to me had to be obvious to them, too (things like DON’T GO TO WAR IN IRAQ, for example). i believed that, and had that belief pulled out from under me, so my disillusionment comes with a sense of betrayal.
a mere 10 years younger than me, this guy has no such moment or memory. he never believed grown-ups were fundamentally competent, or good, or reasonable. he never lived in a world where things didn’t feel constantly careening wildly out of control. there’s no betrayal in his sense that the government has failed him - of course it has, it was always going to. he doesn’t remember a time pre-bush, or pre-9/11, or pre-iraq war. this is just what the world has always looked like for him. so it’s not really a sense of “disillusionment,” actually - his generation never had any illusions to lose. they’ve just been in this world so long it’s all they’ve ever known.
Born around the year 2000 gang
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