There I Was Singing Along With "Down With The Sickness" While Doing Dishes. As I Finished Up, One Of

There I was singing along with "Down with the Sickness" while doing dishes. As I finished up, one of the cats came into the room & gave me such a look. Yes, apparently, I had indeed Disturbed the cat.

I think it's pretty damn clear to anyone that knows me my opinion on who can wear what outfit. (Anyone can wear whatever outfit they want.) This is simply adorable!

English added by me :)

“I’ve always felt like I don’t fit,” the young woman said. “Fit where?” the witch said. “In…” The young person gestured at their whole body. “Can you ..?” “I can’t make you fit what you have. I can make what you have fit you.” “Really?” “It worked for me.” The young man smiled.

Know your puppies!

every mother's day there's always "remember moms are everything" posts and every father's day there's always "it's okay if you're traumatized, you don't have to celebrate it" posts and that's fine of course, I just never see the opposite. so reminder you don't have to celebrate your mother. you have your reasons. be proud of yourself and don't let the holiday get you down.

i started a gofundme with my partner today, to get us out of texas to a state that's more hospitable to trans women & disabled people. i sent a little tweet, to start sharing the link, and a couple people asked if i was sharing it on tumblr, and i said "i'm gonna make a longer post about it for tumblr!"

i've been trying to write that longer post all night. i just... i don't have it in me. i'm exhausted, and i'm terrified. i know the version of this post i should be writing is a little upbeat, and for the emails to my family & Facebook & insta & all that shit i'll be my best self.

here i feel like i can just tell you... y'all, i'm scared. the legislation is scary, but the people - people i know! i've lived in texas my whole life, i've got texan roots grown deep! - are scarier. i used to feel at home in austin. i used to say there wasn't a neighborhood i didn't feel like i belonged in, at least a little.

now, i get stared at at best, yelled at and followed at worst, every time i step outside my door.

i'm scared. i'm tired. and i'm so, so sad to have to leave my home.

please share this post. i'm not gonna lean on you to donate, i don't want you feeling guilty if you can't. lord knows it's hard these days. but please do help this message spread.

gofundme.com

Dizzy and Chenoah's Escape from Texas, organized by Chenoah S.

Hello dear friends, family, and strangers, This is for a trans, disabled, and qu… Chenoah S. needs your support for Dizzy and Chenoah's