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My, the souls that find no peace

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What it's like living 3 houses away from your brother, the "when he's at work" edition:

Your sister-in-law was not raised by the same woman you were, obviously, and so she is in no way an aggressively protective Mama Bear in potentially sketch situations

So when strange people pull up in her driveway and stay there, she calls you instead, and then you have to go down there to be the Protective Auntie/Sister Bear and figure out who tf they are and why they're at your brother's house

And not for nothing, but when one of your neighbors see you tear out of your driveway and race down there, they know something's up so they mosey on down to keep an eye on things because your brother is a dumbass but people like him for some reason

Today, it was a misunderstanding because my brother is, as previously stated, a dumbass and didn't warn his wife to expect anyone. Once it was settled, the stranger in question was on the phone with my brother like, "Damn, man, your wife has the neighborhood SWAT swarming us."

While his companion looks at me and says, "You're the big sister, aren't you?"

You bet your ass I am

Just take 2-5 knives with you. It’s fine.

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I'm really tired of the assumption that I must be unaware of how 'queer' can be used against us, of how it can be poised as a weapon, hissed like a slur. Every time I defend my identity as a proud queer man, people come crawling out of the woodwork to "helpfully" inform me of the word's history, of how it can be used against people, how it strikes fear in those who have had it hurled against them as an insult.

I am visibly queer. I have heard it all. Faggot, dyke, tranny, queer. More obscure names, clever insults, and sometimes not even slurs, just a deadly, threatening tone. But when I say that I'm queer, there's this assumption by some that I reclaim it out of ignorance. Like I have collected the word from the dictionary like a nice trinket, its history blissfully unknown to me, without any regard for its context.

I am tired of people not comprehending that most of us reclaim it knowingly. That we did not stumble upon it, but instead had it thrown at us. I am tired of people thinking they can belittle and talk down to me and coax me out of taking back the word that has always described me, that belongs to our community, by convincing me I don't know how it can be used against us.

Yes, I understand the meaning of queer, and how it can be used. I am fully aware of what it suggests, and I take that label with pride.

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jellorat

As a transgender man married to a transgender woman, queer is just a simpler way to identify my sexuality. I could explain I was bi at 15-40, then considered pan but it just didn't feel right, but then was seen as a gay man because my partner hadn't transitioned yet, but then when she did transition, the entire cis population seemed confused on if we were gay still or straight when in actuality we were both bi the whole damn time.

I settled on queer, and I felt it was a good way to describe things that can actually be very complicated.

It's not like I didn't have a similar experience with the term bisexual. I am a transgender man married to a transgender woman, but there are those that seem to want to complicate bisexual identities and argue that it's exclusionary of trans and gender-nonconforming people. It's not.

Being queer was all good until a woman 20 years younger than me decided to tell me I could NOT identify as queer. She told me this history as if I wasn't 51 and had seen a lot of it. I was trapped in a quasi-medical appointment for my wife, where she used her platform as a service provider to bash me for calling myself queer. She was condescending, and honestly, a year later I am still irritated.

She was completely unaware there is literally a queer theory degree could be had a multiple universities, and was just looking to user her tenuous position of authority to slam on my wife and I.

So as far as I am concerned, I am queer. Queer as in fuck you, in some cases.

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todaysbird

fun fact about me: When I was 6 years old I sent so much hate mail to the president (the second Bush) that the mail carrier had to tell my mom I needed to stop before we got FBI’d

I was COMPLETELY unaware of the US political scene or why the adults in my life hated Bush, but I knew I hated him because he let people shoot wolves from helicopters and that’s mean and shitty

I also had a poor grasp on how stamps worked, so given that I wasn’t allowed to continually throw money away by putting stamps on my presidential hate mail, a lot of the times I just drew squares with little pictures inside on the corner.

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fantasticait

Love, love, love reading more proof that everyone should encourage the children in their lives to write to elected officials--it teaches them about citizenship and can also be very funny.

When I taught second grade, one of the options for students who had finished their work was to write a letter to the president. I would send all of the letters in a big envelope at the end of every month.

Watching my students get more and more frustrated with him (and concerned about his wellbeing) was not the result I'd hoped for when I came up with the idea, but it was kind of hilarious.

See, Obama had a standard packet with information and activities about his dog he'd send in response to letters from very young citizens...and of course his office sent one back to our class every single time we sent mail.

So eventually all of the letters looked something like this:

Dear President Obama, I am writing about the environment. I am sad that the Great Barrier Reef is hurt. Also the Amazon Rainforest. Can you help? PLEASE DON'T WRITE BACK TO TELL ME ABOUT YOUR DOG AGAIN. WE ALREADY KNOW ALL ABOUT BO. WE COMPLETED THE MAZE AND COLORED HIM IN. It is good that you love your pet a lot. But try to remember the environment. It is also important.
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me when the next season/movie/book/whatever of something is getting delayed by years: ach it’s fine, the time’ll fly by. i mean honestly it feels like i blinked in 2019 and suddenly its mid 2023 anyway

me when the next season/movie/book/whatever of something is coming out in like next week: existence is meaningless and life on earth is our ultimate punishment as i have to suffer an eternity of unbearable waiting just for this. there is no solace in sight.

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izzy-hands

you can’t convince me that this boy did not already own the kit. that he might have had it hanging on his wall in his apartment somewhere. that when he was invited to uncle day he was so ecstatic over the prospect of giving this to roy. of roy enjoying his little joke. just look at his face when roy tells him he loves it. look at it

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jedusaur

kudos to Jamie's mom and stepdad for being nothing but cheerful and polite when their boy rolls up with the two people whose posters are on his bedroom wall facing the bed. in that situation I guarantee my family would have lit up like Christmas came early and dragged me directly to hell

additional kudos to the stepdad for introducing the room with the posters as "the main attraction," watching with a straight face as Roy sees his poster, and then ultra-casually closing the door behind him to reveal Keeley's poster. there was NO other reason to close that door, that man knew exactly what the fuck he was doing

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