Mossy Feathers (She/They)

Damn, that sounds awesome. I’m gonna have to try that.

gasp that’s a wonderful idea! I should try that.

Basically everything. I’d be completely devastated. Unlike many of the people who’ve replied, the things I care about the most can’t be saved from a fire. My plushies, my records, my shirts, my collars, that’ll all burn or will be so smoke or water damaged that they’ll need to be replaced. And some of them can’t be replaced. I have a lot of limited edition stuff that you literally can’t replace without considerable effort.

Even if they could be replaced, that’s ignoring the emotional attachment that I have with my plushies (as well as one of my collars).

Hey, your comment is deleted, though from the replies it suggests you were trying to “transvestigate” a transphobe. I would like to help explain why that’s a bad idea. That can still cause collateral to actual trans people because it can make us very self-conscious and focus on our own perceived flaws, even if they’re things that no one except us would notice. That’s why it’s a bad idea to try and use it against transphobes; you risk causing dysphoria in trans people simply by listing off the “signs” of a person being trans.

Unfortunately I’m Texan, lmao. That’d only make it worse.

Sadly a lot of the people who will get fucked the hardest, like myself, are also the kinda people who agree with the frustrations of allied and partnered nations, yet will get judged based on the behavior of magats instead of the fact that we don’t want any of the shit the US is doing but can’t change anything.

I’m 30. Just recently started living. The past few months have been a blur of excitement, happiness, sadness, jealousy, anger, frustration, fear, and basically every other emotion imaginable. I have been in shock multiple times; and I have experienced overwhelming euphoria too. Things are turning around, and it’s slow, painful and scary as fuck, but they’re turning around.

My friends aren’t abusive.

My friends actually love and care about me.

I feel like I have a functional family (even if I still have to live with my bio family)

I feel like I have a home (even if I’m still stuck in my parents house)

I’ve also become aware of how lonely I am. How broken I am. How my parents did a great job of cratering any chance I had of being a functioning, successful person. How my parents terrible advice regarding dating and socializing meant I missed out on some of the best years of my life.

Yet, the thing that’s been the most encouraging is that I haven’t been told to leave all my baggage at the door. No, they (my friends) let me bring my baggage with me and start unpacking in front of them. I have never felt so supported and cared about, and while I wish they could do more, I wouldn’t trade them for anyone. They’re slowly teaching me how to be a person and it makes me so happy. I love them very much <3