Are You Intersex?

Are you intersex?

It would be a great help if you were to take this 14 question survey about the sorts of terminology you prefer!

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Intersex Terminology

A survey for intersex people about what terminology they prefer

This survey will be posted in other locations and intersex forums, feel free to spread it yourselves, I am looking for 385 responses, from a wide array of intersex people from different backgrounds. I intend to use the results of this survey in an informational website I am working on with the help of other intersex folk! If you are not intersex, you can help out by reblogging!

im sososo sorry

My mental health is literally shattering in front of my eyes, so I am so sorry that I havent been posting that much. But I plan to write more during the summer holidays, so look out if I dont randomly post a short story at 1pm :)

here is a picture of my cat just chilling for your patience :)

its pure luck 0+0

Stories I wrote

The Dancing Queen

Yeah, thanks

The lottery ticket

Being Queer

They dont like me

What is wrong with me?

At least today

Lamb to slaughter

The Blackout

I dont think I will post another lgbtqia+ story today, so heres this one I wrote like a month ago :)

If you want to check out my other stories, click here

It was a stormy night.

The whole day, actually. It poured heavily, dark clouds hiding the blue sky, sun hidden too. The raindrops were pretty large, I remember how they rumbled on the top of my umbrella when I was walking to my dormitory from school.

I had a hard day, to be honest. I got a low grade, and it was the end of the school year. My mom yelled at me, dad was disappointed.

When I got to the dormitory, the storm got wilder. My backpack almost flew off. I was happy to be finally inside.

I got to my room, my roommate nowhere to be found. She was surely at her girlfriend's house.

I layed in my bed for a while. And when I got up to do my assignments, the power went off.

I remember getting pretty pissed off, because the power box was in the basement. I tried to wait for someone to turn it on again, but after a few minutes, the lights were still not turning on. I sighed, and went down the stairs with my phone flashlight.

The power box was easy to find. Opening it was much harder. I gave up after a minute of trying to open it. I said to myself that someone will come eventually.

I walked out of the basement, when lights flicked back on. I was glad that I didn't have to do my homework with a flashlight.

When I got to the door of my room, I couldn't hear the raindrops anymore. It was still raining, I could see that from my window, but I couldn't hear the sound of them rambling into the windowsill.

I didn't think any of it. Before I went to do homework, I made myself some food in the kitchen, music blasting in my ipods.

I couldn't hear your footsteps. Even though you silenced the rain so I could. It didn't work out. You couldn't stop your hands.

The song “Cherry Bomb” just ended when you took me.

And now, in the afterlife, I ask you: “Why did you want me to hear you? I owe you nothing. You needed to kill me.”

You look at me, a sad smile resting on your face as if it was carved there. ”You know, love, I never chose this path. Life did. I always try to warn people.”

“But why didnt you turn off my earphones?”

“Because I can only manipulate nature, not someone else's will.”

"Then what was the whole thing about the blackout?”

"Oh, dear. That wasn't me. That was the storm I tried to silence.”

Hope you liked it :))

Being Queer

Guys Im bored, so heres another...its not a story, but more like a text. Send it to your parents, grandparents or friends or family if you want to and they need to hear this.

And remember, you are valid no matter what, and it may seem like no one gets you, but were here, and we will listen if no one else will.

Heres the text, enjoy :)

The thing about being queer in this world is that it makes other people ask questions. About your identity, sexuality and so on. 

If you're straight, it's pretty on forward. You like the opposite gender. Nothing less, nothing more.

But if you're queer? 

So you like pans? So you're possessive? So you don't want to date? So your gender changes? So you date, but only if youre close to them? How? Why?

If your kid comes out as queer, ask them what they want. If they want their pride flag in their room, if they want pride merch, if they want binder, packers, or what they need to be happy. And if they want, they will explain everything to you. But it's not a necessity.

If your friend comes out as queer, say their preferred pronouns and name, don't ask them about their future boyfriend, but girlfriend, and vice versa. Don't ask them questions they are not comfortable answering.

If your grandchild comes out as queer, don't tell them about how they are going to hell, or how God hates them. 

Tell them: “Okay!” and try to support them as much as they allow you, because them coming out to you isn't an invitation to their mind. You have to listen and wait and support. 

Buy them things they need, don't compare them and judge them, don't think how them being queer will affect your life, but theirs, and do as much as you can to make it easier. 

Because the most probable reason they came out to you is that they trust you enough to know they're safe. Prove them right.

Hope you liked it :) follow me for more texts like this, or check out my other stories :))