I want this engraved on my headstone when I die
There's a thing about pre-transition dissociation where like… every positive emotion feels thin and hollow, so living your life is completely based on removing pain rather than bringing in joy. There's no scales to balance, no assets to book against liabilities, just various misfortunes to avoid so you can distract yourself in a state of numb comfort. You ask yourself "would I be happier as a woman" and on one hand you picture all the difficulties, the effort, the prospect of being discriminated against (for being a woman or for being a tranny) and on the other hand you don't picture anything, and so you weigh those two hands up and go "haha yeah trans woman are cool and all but I'm sure I'm not one of them"
Every time a small child starts crying or having a tantrum in my vicinity and I catch the parents glancing at me I’ve started saying “me when…”.
Friend kept trying to tell his crying kindergartener to calm down and relax and the kid growled “I AM relaxed” while visibly tensing every muscle in his body and I was like “oh that’s me at work every day” and we had a chuckle.
Parents look to other adults like “shit are they mad? Do they think my kid is acting like a demon?” And this response is my attempt to say “no. I think your kid is just acting like a human being.”
I WISH I could fling myself on the ground and cry because I experienced a minor inconvenience.
do you think they would find each other in any universe
You're not immune to being the bully btw. You're not immune to being in the wrong
The terminal is where you communicate intimately with your OS (and run neofetch on)
Don't imagine you know what a computer terminal is.
A computer terminal is NOT some clunky old television with a typewriter in front of it.
It is an interface where the mind and body can connect with the universe and move bits of it about.
AAAAAAAAAH