"The issue is that if society classes you as female, you have to abandon all femininity to be andro enough. In a society where “male” is the default, there is a lot more room for masculinity displayed by androgynous people classed as “male” than for androgynous people classed as “female” and this has been my struggle. I enjoy wearing makeup, but can’t really get away with it if I wish to aspire to androgyny. As someone who is genderqueer, I have about as much desire to be overtly masculine as I do to be overtly feminine, but my simple jeans and t-shirts aren’t enough if I want to be truly androgynous. In order to be that which is genderless, I have to be more masculine. Doesn’t that sound a bit hypocritical?"
My coworker has an extremely emotionally abusive Marine husband currently in Afghanistan. He keeps playing really awful mind games and treats her like absolute shit and she’s convinced it’s all her fault and that she’s undeserving of him and I don’t even know what to tell her. I /want/ to tell her, “Hey, you don’t deserve this, you’re really sweet and sure you aren’t perfect but no human being deserves to be treated like they’re nothing. Get out of this marriage and learn to care about your own feelings and needs!!!” But it wouldn’t be cool of me to share my opinions because she just shares all of these things with me to have someone to listen. She refuses to seek professional help. She even reads me his texts/emails and fuck I want to smack the shit out of this guy ughhhh helllppp
its trivia, the tangles in my hair winter hat on my bedroom floor next to yr underwear and pretty soon i’ll have nothing left to cut loose being clumsy’s an explanation, not an excuse lately i think about insecurity how i’m not real sure i even know what it means pushing through each boring, blurry day this behavior is a method, not a phase you spell it out, how i mistreated you and i’m silent, you know i treat myself badly too so i write jordan letters to say i’m trying to learn and say i’m sorry for how i acted that one summer i know i’ve fucked up, i’ve put people through hell well i guess i just don’t know myself that well he forgives, forgets and he thinks that i’m uptight and i’m learning about loneliness each night