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- you support trans kids under 18

- you support trans kids getting surgeries before 18

- you support trans kids starting hormone therapy before 18

Support trans dudes, they deserve it

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TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN!!!!

Doesn't matter if they had surgery or not.

Doesn't matter if they plan to have surgery or not.

Doesn't matter if they're masculine or feminine.

Doesn't matter if they're out or not.

TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN NO MATTER WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE.

So i mentioned to my sibling (they/she/he) that i have very bad body dysphoria and that that makes it very shitty to shower which is why i usually shower in the dark. And like now that it's spring it's getting harder to do that bc the blinds don't fully work when it's light outside.

So they put something over the windows so that i can shower in the dark i-

When someone says "I am trans" or "I am gay" thats all that matters. It doesn't matter why they are gay or trans, if they knew since they were a kid, or just decided on it 5 seconds ago. It doesn't matter if they experience gender dysphoria, or what gender their previous dating/sex partners were. The only thing that matters when someone says they are gay/trans is that it is respected.

So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.