My Dad Was More Self Aware About The Same Thing. His Motto Was,

My dad was more self aware about the same thing. His motto was,

"I'm always right, and even when I'm wrong, I'm right."

He was often wrong and rarely acknowledged it

One time my father said: "I'm always right. And if I ever notice that I'm wrong, I will simply change my mind, and then I'll be right again." It was the wisest thing he ever said in my life. Unfortunately he was absolutely dogshit at noticing when he was wrong.

Happy Fuck Christopher Columbus Day.

Give tribal nations their land back.

Ngl I'm a trans guy with kids and the second my son says he likes pink and wears something pink, I swear I smell the torches lighting.

People flip shit and cry "indoctrination" or even "grooming" (completely devaluing the actual meaning of those words) because cishet people can't comprehend a child liking things that aren't from the "correct" side of the blue vs pink toy aisle. And God forbid your kid steers into the clothing or shoe section for the "opposite gender" (yeah I'm putting that in quotes because garanimals and shit are literally the same in both sections other than the colors and logos. Boy's sweatpants and girls sweatpants are both just fucking sweatpants other than maybe the ankle elastic and pockets.)

Kids should be allowed to make decisions about what they wear and like. Even if you don't understand it or like it.

I don't like pink, both my kids do. I don't like paw patrol, but both my kids do. So I buy them pink paw patrol stuff because it makes them happy. 🤷🏻‍♂️ It's not that serious tbh but people act like the horses are eating each other.

the only thing transphobes hate more than gender nonconforming adults is gender nonconforming children

hey, you! have you ever taken over-the-counter melatonin for insomnia? congratulations! you've had hormone replacement therapy! now leave trans people alone

Being chronically ill is fun because my right leg is numb and the right side of my lower back and hip are in a huge amount of pain and I don't know if I dislocated something, if I aggravated the spinal cord injury I had when I was a kid, if I aggravated the fracture in my tail bone that I got in Spring/Summer of '22, if it's nerve pain from my Lyme disease and related palsy, or something completely new!

Also this is a fun time to not know where my fucking cane is! Usually it's in the car, but our car was totaled in August and I don't know if I rescued my cane from it after the crash.

Fuck my life, I can't fucking walk today.

Happy indigenous peoples day!