Me: *wondering Why I Feel So Hungry*

Me: *wondering why I feel so hungry*

Also me: *remembering that I had an anxiety attack instead of lunch*

I’m fucking terrified right now. My hands are shaking so bad I can barely type (thank you autocorrect). I try not to talk about politics on my blog, but I’m a trans man living in the U.S., and it’s kind of unavoidable. So trigger warning below cut for mentions of SA, hate crimes and political stuff. And also swearing. Side note - when I use the phrase “my people,” I mean those who are trans, disabled (physically, mentally, or both), and those who don’t fit into the “normal” standards that society expects.

Seeing trump flags around my neighborhood on two cars makes me feel so fucking scared. When I see a trump flag, what I really see is a sign that says “your existence as a person is worth less than mine,” because that seems to be what they think. I mean, I’m transgender, mentally ill, and physically disabled. Also I’m alterhuman and a furry, which probably means two more reasons to hate me. Being trans means being four times as likely to be the victim of a hate crime, most often physical or sexual assault, including murder. I don’t feel safe walking outside my own apartment alone. I don’t feel safe at work. Or anywhere else. Literally the only thing that trump supporters don’t hate about me is my skin color (which is stupid because why should skin color even matter). I represent nearly everything that they hate. But I’m not going to hide who I am, because I don’t want to torture myself just to please those who will hate me regardless.

I’m constantly looking over my shoulder whenever I’m not in my apartment with every door locked. I don’t feel safe at work because I don’t know enough about the people I work with. Whenever I see a stranger, I get scared because I have no way to know if they’re part of the group that wants my people killed and erased. To me, anyone I don’t know on a personal level could be a threat to my life. And I’m supposed to just live with that fear.

Most mornings, I wake up shaking and in a cold sweat after nightmares about the things being done to my people all the time.

If I don’t know you, my first instinct is to assume that you’re a threat. Because that’s how it feels to be seen as less worthy of life than other people. I live in constant fear and there’s nothing I can do about it but vote and hope that there’s a chance of my people being treated like people.

I’m saying this online instead of talking to someone in the real world because I don’t trust anyone anymore and I have no way to know who sees me as a person and who sees me as a political issue that needs to be removed.

Connect/relate to animal = otherhearted

Identify as animal = therian

Example: I have a strong connection to wolves, but I don’t identify as a wolf. I am wolfhearted. I identify as a spotted hyena because of a past life. I am a hyena therian.

Note: past lives are not a requirement for being a therian. Im just using that as an example

“Therians connect to a type of animal” “Therians relate to a type of animal” WRONG. SO WRONG.

My mom: “If you’re so scared of being the victim of a hate crime, why not get rid of the trans flag on your shoe?”

Me, not knowing how to explain to her that I’d rather be a victim than erase a part of myself

Yeah, not going to be talking to her about myself anymore, I think. Not her fault. She just doesn’t understand. I’d rather die being who I am than live as someone I’m not

Little reminder for therians 🐾

This year, Theriantropy Day falls on Friday, November 15 (=date of the first full moon of November) !

Take advantage of this day to celebrate your identity in your own way, learn more about the history of our wonderful community!

Take care of yourself, bye!

[I can't wait!!!!! haaaaaa]

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