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i was diagnosed early in childhood. my parents chose to believe it was fake and more than once actually pleaded with me to explain why beating me senseless every other day didn’t make the behavior stop.
oh they still are, mom likes to work “subtle” transphobia into every single conversation so she can act like a victim when I point it out, and my dad told me in so many words to go fuck my freeloading self for wanting to crash his guest room and stop being lazy and sensitive when I found myself unemployable and facing homelessness after moving to be closer to family after my wife took her own life and my living situation fell through. good christian folks you know?
I am very lucky to have landed in a lovely and accepting community where people truly care about each other, and as a bonus the landscape is jawdroppingly beautiful, so at least a there was a good outcome at the end of it. The US South is no place for anyone who isn’t cis, het, white, male, nominally “Christian” in a way that would absolutely shock Jesus of Nazereth to his core, and neurotypical, and it’s mindblowing to me how much better my general mental state is just for being away from that culture.
i was diagnosed early in childhood. my parents chose to believe it was fake and more than once actually pleaded with me to explain why beating me senseless every other day didn’t make the behavior stop.
Fucking hell sorry your parents were abusive monsters.
oh they still are, mom likes to work “subtle” transphobia into every single conversation so she can act like a victim when I point it out, and my dad told me in so many words to go fuck my freeloading self for wanting to crash his guest room and stop being lazy and sensitive when I found myself unemployable and facing homelessness after moving to be closer to family after my wife took her own life and my living situation fell through. good christian folks you know?
Damn that is so fucked up, and I am so sorry to hear that. That family doesn’t deserve you. I hope you find your true family someday.
I am very lucky to have landed in a lovely and accepting community where people truly care about each other, and as a bonus the landscape is jawdroppingly beautiful, so at least a there was a good outcome at the end of it. The US South is no place for anyone who isn’t cis, het, white, male, nominally “Christian” in a way that would absolutely shock Jesus of Nazereth to his core, and neurotypical, and it’s mindblowing to me how much better my general mental state is just for being away from that culture.
Jesus fucking Christ, your parents are the worst. I’m so sorry.
Fuck them, I’m so sorry for you
and this is why i have a profund desire to start a commune that just freely gives people housing and spaghetti, no questions asked
What the hell. That sounds painful. I know it’s not much, but at least accept my virtual hugs if that’s worth anything.