on the one hand, it's vindicating to read about people with similar feelings to my own, who can word them so poetically while all I can muster on my own are vague uncomfortable emotions (which is to say, reading posts here help give those feelings release by providing words to them).
on the other hand, it can leave me feeling like a faker because I can't articulate my yearning and loneliness well on my own. it can amplify my loneliness because I know I'm feeling vicariously through the words of others.
I can analyze and dissect what various issues contribute to my isolation, but those problems seem insurmountable.
just want to end the post by saying that, in the end, I appreciate and adore the posts made by the sapphics here who are more articulate than I am.
sun, sand, and a fluffy Miya kitty! she will meow at the waves… 🐱🌊🏖️
Working a customer-facing job as a trans person in the current climate should earn you hazard pay and I'm not kidding
meow! (with rizz)
It has been not even 2 hours and -jesus christ- I missed this site, there will never be another website like tumblr
Wow it’s been a year. I doubt that the transphobic moderation has gotten better but I missed Tumblr so here we are I guess
Morning Sermon
I'm reminded of this:
I mean, it's not that many insecurities right?