Eliza The Gender Destroyer @Elizafox@mst3k.interlinked.me

Reminder if you are < 18 do not flirt with me.

I can be reached at +1 (539) 777-6346 in dire emergencies (do not abuse, I don't use this for anything else).

IF ALL ELSE FAILS

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@Elizafox — it's just a feeling and it's gonna go away in an hour

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Non-profits have to remain apolitical and so I can't even /appear/ to represent the foundation I'm president of when talking politics, so:

The views and opinions expressed by this account are those of myself and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of the Interlinked Foundation or any of its other members.

Fahrenheit? No, Fahrenheit was the scientist, you mean Fahrenheit's /monster/.

Know what you call a police union meeting?

A klan rally.

Leftists: "we need more unions"

Police: "ok we made a union"

Leftists: "NO GOD NO NOT LIKE THAT FOR FUCK'S SAKE"

If you're a member of the police union then you're a cop.

OH

WE DO HAVE A LAKE INFERIOR IN THE US

https://www.hookandbullet.com/fishing-lake-inferior-highland-heights-ky/

WE HAVE LAKE SUPERIOR SO WHY IS LAKE ONTARIO NOT REFERRED TO AS LAKE INFERIOR

I guess it does say something though...

She wasn't a terrible person. Very nice, actually. I thought she was a mixed bag.

I think the same could be said for most people. Perhaps even me, in some senses.

But sometimes, the good inside people, even the "bad" ones, can wind up changing your life.

She died like... I don't even remember, it was so long ago. Maybe it's been 9 years? I think...

She died of a drug overdose. Got hooked on xanax and any opioid painkiller she could get her hands on. At the time I was like "oh, that's unfortunate," and didn't care a lot.

Now it's like

I wish I could thank her for playing a not so small part in me coming out who I was all those years ago.

The first person I came out to IRL about being trans was a cis lesbian friend of the family. She was the only one I knew who would stand a chance of understanding. She said she didn't see why my mother would mind.

This person was incredibly flawed. She was not what many people would call a "good person." She hustled like a motherfucker, even with her friends. You couldn't turn your back on her.

And yet she somehow managed to help me, in retrospect.

(it was also hard back when I came out cause a lot of the trans community was fucking TERRIBLE)

I mean at least I got a good support network of trans people. Which is nice. Finding a support network when you're cis is hard, at least, I remember it being hard, idk I was an awkward legal minor at the time (I've spent my entire adult life being a transfem).

society getting better would solve only like 80% of my problems

but that last 20% causes 80% of my pain

and no one can fix it, not even me

having entire swaths of the country, even the *world*, be off-limits to you, when your passion is driving and seeing new things, is... actually probably the worst part

yeah one could argue these are societal problems but the dysphoria will never go away because my body is shit and will always be shit