The more I think about my future in the field of Psychology, the more I think about being a gender therapist and less of being an art therapist… hmmm…..
The more I think about my future in the field of Psychology, the more I think about being a gender therapist and less of being an art therapist… hmmm…..
A relationship has ended…
For me, a relationship has ended, but in the process of that, I’ve gained a best friend. Someone I can cry to, talk endlessly with about my fears and emotions, laugh with, have meaningful and honest conversations, and have an understanding. You’re a huge part of me that I don’t want to lose, although our intimate relationship has gone away. I feel that this is what is best for us. I want to be the person you call when you find someone that makes you giddy and wonderful. I want to be the person you call when you’re having a hard time and just need a shoulder to cry on. You mean so much to me. You are my other half in a non-intimate sense, and to find that brings a smile to my face.
What the fuck? Seriously…? This makes me so angry. Discrimination needs to stop now. It is year 2011 people! We are all the same within, so why can’t we all be treated the same? Even on a college campus that prides itself on its diversity and acceptance of all, this shit still fucking happens. If you can’t hand out flyers that are going to bring up debate, and all that you are going to do is accuse the people questioning of threatening to shoot you, then don’t fucking do it! You want them to be open to your ideas and beliefs, you better damn well listen to theirs.
Statistically, the probability of any one of us being here is so small that the mere fact of our existence should keep us all in a state of contented dazzlement.
– Lewis Thomas (via joshuakaufman)
Truth be told
I see people everyday that I find to be attractive and that I’d love to flirt with and get to know. But truth be told, you’re the only person I want to kiss, the only person I want to be intimate with, the only person I want to hold me while I cry, the only person I want to see when I wake up, you’re the only person I want. Truth be told, I love you.
You know what I hate?
I hate how after graduation, everyone grows apart. Your best friend your Senior year ends up being just an old friend from high school who you haven’t talked to in a year. And when you want to get ahold of them to catch up, you don’t know how to start off a conversation. A person who you knew so much about, turns out to be some one you know nothing about. It really breaks my heart.
Transitioning?
To Be Trans
So I decided the other night, while me and my boifriend where getting ready for bed, that I am going to be a transman for a day. He’s going to pick out my outfit, do my hair, pick my name, and I’ll be refered to with male gender pronouns. This isn’t just going to be for shits and giggles. I really want to know what its like to be in his shoes. I feel like a have a decent understanding of what identifying as trans entails, but I that isn’t good enough. I want to know and feel the nitty gritty of it all. I want to know what it’s like to be out in the public eye, I want to feel that awkward tension of not knowing what bathroom to go into, I want to get the full ride of it all. I know that I could just read a bunch of articles and/or blogs about it to get somewhat of an understanding, but I want to FULLY understand. I think this is the best wat to do it, and to show my guy that I support him. I also think that it’ll help me to know how to be there and be supportive of him better. So, I’m going to be trans for a day. I don’t know which day yet, but it’s going to happen soon.
