My (nonexistent) friends: “So are you gay or straight?”
Me an aro/ace: “…yes?”
I'm trying to prove something.
You know the “man vs bear” debate going on right now where men ask women if they would rather be stuck in the woods with a random guy or a bear? I would honestly choose the bear. It’s not like I hate men or anything, but…the bear’s going to be in the forest anyways. That’s kinda where they live. I’d rather be in a forest with a bear that’s going to be there anyways than with a random dude that’ll just be kinda annoying. Not to mention, living in a forest by myself and hunting animals literally sounds like something out of a sick fantasy book and would be my dream. (Though I could probably never accomplish that due to my fear of bugs).
Was it just me, or did Moxxie seem a little bit different in this episode? He seemed more crude and violent than in previous episodes. Maybe he grew a backbone after the whole “Striker” incident, or maybe I’m just crazy.
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!
To all the lesbians, gays, trans, bi’s, the aros, the aces, and to all those who are still figuring it out, (and anything I didn’t include) I hope that you take advantage of this month where we grow 90% stronger (99% if with other members or allies) and live your best pride life and reject the homophobes. Remember that if you think no one else loves you, that I do (platonically) and I’m sure that there are many other individuals who do.
Be safe and remember that no one can tell you who you are and what you like. Now go on and live your best Pride Life!
My depression isn't everywhere, all at once. It isn't always on my mind. It's more like a well. Yeah, it's there, but I don't really acknowledge it sometimes. But other times, usually late at night, the well is highlighted. It's the only thing I can think of, the desire to die lapping against the sides below. Occasionally, it comes up in a bucket and I can't think. Those are the times when I cut, starve, burn, or otherwise hurt myself. Right now, the water is rising and the well is getting larger. It's bigger than it ever has been before, and the skies are looking dark. I just hope that there isn't a flood soon.
*the seven + Nico doing impressions of Jason to feel better*
Nico: Okay, my turn.
Nico: *Dies*
Update: So I told them, and here’s how it went:
My stepmom looked a bit confused but she said, “Okay”, and that was the end of that.
My dad, however…well, he started yelling, saying the typical things. “What does that even mean?”, “You’re confused”, “That’s impossible” and things like that. And I don’t know what happened, but I just blew. I started yelling, too, which surprised the both of them because I’m usually quiet. I started talking about how the both of them needed to start taking my feelings into account before they talk and act. They couldn’t just say something hurtful and ply it off as a joke every single time. Although I didn’t express it, I had feelings too, and hearing them say things hurtful about me or the LGBTQIA+ Community hurt those feelings. That shut my dad up really quickly. We had a long talk about communicating and how we would work through this.
So, all in all, I’d say it was pretty successful. In the end, I got accepted and had a meaningful talk with my parents that will hopefully make my life a little better.
I’m just about to come out to my parents. I said (posted) earlier that I already told them I was Ace, but I feel like they kinda forgot about it. Plus, this time, I’m going to come out as AroAce and genderfluid. (I know I said I was demifluid, but I realizes otherwise.) Hope and pray for me. I’m pretty sure they’ll accept me (at least the AroAce part), but I don’t know about the Gender-fluid part. They’ve made some transphobic remarks before, so I’m super effin’ nervous. I’ll update later on, after I come out.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love Nico, but he gets kinda confusing, because on one hand you have:
This little grumpy ball of darkness; the son of Hades, and the Ghost King:
And on the other hand you have “Death Boy”, who had his boyfriend make a note so he can stay by his side, who was obsessed with a card game until he was 10, who uses his boyfriend as a nightlight (that one was just a head cannon):
My parents say they're supportive of me and the queer community, but they seem against it at every turn. They hate on people who support queer folk-call them faggots, weirdos, unnatural, violent, etc. If any media shows representation of a queer person, it's called "pushing" and "unnatural" and "why can't they just show something normal that people actually WANT to see". If my cousin who's a toddler is dressed up in some sparkly clothes and with his hair done up, he's called a "fucking faggot" and immediately told to change unless he wanted to get slapped. I can't even put my hair up in a way that looks too boy-ish because then I'd be "asking for it". Asking for WHAT?! For the right to live life the way I want to and be comfortable with it because people aren't trying to push me down? Cause that's exactly what I'm asking for. I just want to live - what's so wrong with that?