The thing that bothers me about trans representation is that there are no “casual” trans people in the media. Every trans character is written into a trans story—centered on their transition, about transphobia, coming to terms with their identity and coming out, etc. And I love these stories, I do, because they show an aspect of my life that’s extremely important to me. But you never see trans characters in media that’s not about them being trans. You don’t see a casual romcom where one of the main couples is a trans couple, you don’t see a lesbian romance where one of the girls is trans, you don’t see an action adventure where the guy doing all the backflips and car chases is a trans guy. You don’t see trans actors playing characters that could be/were written cis. Cis people have all this dimension, whereas trans people are just trans. But we are so multi-faceted. We could be the superhero or the princess or the friend who always says the right things or the leader of a post-apocalyptic gang. Trans people are trans in everything we do, not just when we’re doing Trans Things™ and it’s time that we actually see that.
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i don’t think people understand that people can ‘love’ you and not actually love you
like my grandmother ‘loved’ me, but she also was always trying to change me. she tried to take me away from my (catholic bisexual) mother. she made me wear dresses when i was there. she always tried to get me to go to church and was always asking me if i was dating a boy yet
i spent years feeling guilty that i wasn’t what she wanted me to be until my mom told me one day “she never bothered to know the real you”
and it’s true. any time i tried to show her something about myself, even cook for her, it would be dismissed, and a replacement would be offered. even northern food was somehow a sin.
she loved me what she thought i should be, she never loved me.
bc people who love you, they love you for all the stuff that makes you you. they never consider that it makes you inconvenient.
“It was true: the other mother loved her. But she loved Coraline as a miser loves money, or a dragon loves its gold.“
Loving someone like a prized possession is a very different thing from loving someone like a person you care about.
WIKIPEDIA MONSTER COMPILATION PAGES FOR PEOPLE
- japanese creatures
- greek creatures
- creatures organised by type
- creatures listed by letter
- humanoid creatures
- filipino creatures
- chinese creatures
- cryptids
- ‘fearsome critters’
- angels
- beings referred to as fairies
- creatures that pretend to be human
- a page on therianthropic creatures
- shapeshifters
- hybrid creatures
- extraterrestrial creatures
- deities
- a page of mythology page links
- a section of folklore page links
- flying creatures
- theological demons
- fictional species lists
- mythology related lists
- legendary creature related lists
the whole “fiction doesn’t affect reality” argument is actually kinda racist…
people talk about like how finding nemo and jaws are great examples but nobody ever talks about how fiction has shaped our perceptions of different racial and ethnic groups
like do you think the media has no hand in why alot of ignorant white people think africa is a desertland and not a continent of different countries, full of rich and diverse cultures, beautiful buildings and riches? or why they think asia is only japan, korea and china? when asia is also india, bhutan, the Philippines, nepal, etc?
do you think that media and fiction hasnt allowed whites to view black people as ignorant and lazy thru cartoons and minstrel shows?
like if you really think what youre seeing on tv doesnt affect reality and how people think then like. you must be fuckin stupid.
there are several studies which prove this by the way. like how black children (and white girls) self esteem is negatively impacted by media.
there are harmful psychological effects on native americans thanks to sports mascots.
how about how inaccurate race and poverty images in the news effect our views on welfare?
the availability of GLB roles on TV positively impacts the gay community
and i honestly i could go on and on and on and on
i know i know water is wet, all these studies to tell you what common sense could. but like … there is very real research out there that shows fiction has a very real harmful impact on minority communities. and that positive representation has a positive effect on these communities.
so no. fiction is never just fiction. and frankly people who think fiction is just fiction can fuck off.
Movie couple: Oh, no! The doctor says we can’t have children! Our dreams of a family are gone forever!!! We can never be parents!! If only there was some way to still raise children, but, alas, all hope is gone!! The tragedy!!!! The heartbreak!!!!
Me: Have You Heard Of This Thing Called Adoption
Oh my word, yes. Another pet peeve is when adoption is treated as The Last Resort. You can still adopt if you have biological kids. You can still adopt before you have any clue if you can have biological kids. You can still adopt REGARDLESS OF WHETHER YOU WANT biological kids. Adopted kids aren’t a consolation prize.
👏Yes👏
The biggest response I’m seeing to this post is exactly that, people planning to adopt without trying for biological kids first. They’re just so excited to give a home and family to kiddos who need one, and it makes me little happier about the world.
things to normalise
drst:
– gay parents
– female masturbation
– guys showing emotion
– they/them pronouns-periods
-women in positions of power
-gender neutrality
-adoption-breast feeding
-men supporting each other emotionally
-women’s anger being legitimate
-platonic physical affection, especially between male friends/relatives
-men and women being friends without the implication of romantic/sexual tension, even if both are straight
-crying without being seen as ‘hysterical’
alright don’t be mad but. i never read the great gatsby. i know i was supposed to. yes, it was assigned to us. i even know, more or less, what happens in the book. technically, i wrote an essay about it, i think, once or twice.
at the time, i hadn’t read any book assigned to me. ever. it wasn’t that i didn’t like to read. i loved reading. but homework took place in a function of my brain that i couldn’t access. i would sit in libraries or at my desk and just. not do my homework. i spent hours like this, days like this, years like this. just not doing what was assigned to me, no matter the consequences, no matter how badly i wanted to be doing it. i just wouldn’t. and i wouldn’t go to class because i didn’t want to deal with the fact i didn’t do the homework. and then i wouldn’t get the homework. so i didn’t do it.
i remember realizing while i was doing college applications that i had actually, real-life fucked up. that it was permanent, what i had done. that i had a C- of an average and no future to look rosy at. and i still couldn’t make myself do things. i tried to submit applications only to realize i’d shoved off the date to the very last moment. and i was fucked.
it takes me three years and two transfers and three new starts before i am actually real-life trained how to study, how to read, how to enjoy being assigned things.
and i watch parents of my students yell at students for being the same person i was six years ago: screaming at an A-, confused at skipped classes, punishing missed homework. and these students don’t have an answer. they just don’t do things. even if they want to. and they look at me, confused and defeated and without an answer for their parents. “i just can’t,” i hear a lot, and i understand.
parents don’t like “executive dysfunction” as a reason. “anxiety” and “depression” are often misdiagnosed as “procrastinating” and “lazy”. kids just learn they’re like this. that they’re always going to be. that it’s their fault, permanently. they are surrounded by books they didn’t read. and it doesn’t feel good. it feels like suffocating.
today i started “the great gatsby.” i promise. one day, it’ll feel easy.
we really gotta talk about this more I had no idea other people were like this
if youre too scared to drive because you are consumed with uncertainty and fear of what to do and youve convinced yourself that youll mess it up and seriously hurt or kill yourself or others and this leaves you dependent on other people and makes you feel like a useless piece of shit clap ur hands *clap clap*
i made this post two years ago and i wanted to make an addition: as of now i have my license and i can drive without being afraid! i wanted to say that for all of the people reblogging this because they relate. i used to be DEATHLY terrified of driving; i would burst into tears just getting behind the wheel and i couldnt drive on the highway because i was so scared
it took a lot of time, patience, and practice, but i hope this maybe gives some of you hope that you too can conquer your fear. there was a time it seemed absolutely impossible for me, but it DID improve. and i believe in you. i believe that you can do it! push your limits slowly and safely. maybe it takes months, years, but theres a light at the end of this tunnel
❤
this post is circulating again….pls reblog this version instead if u can!!!
no offence but i truly hate graphic sex scenes in tv shows / movies like what’s the point it’s just awkward to watch let’s move on w the plot instead of having to listen to breathing, wet lip sounds, and fake moans for what seems like forever
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