I used to dance a lot when I was younger. And I didn’t want to stop doing it. I auditioned for drama school and then, luckily, I got my first job. There was never really a particular moment, more like moments of “I love this,” or scripts that you read, or films that you watch, or plays that you see, that make you want to keep doing it.
This post goes harder than any post has ever gone before.
the sheer amount of Fucks Not Given in these photos is creating a Black Hole Of Ungiven Fucks, sucking in all the bullshit over the Fuck You event horizon and trapping it so the bullshit can’t escape. It’s gorgeous.
In other words: people hate trans women so much that community involvement wears us down. Communities that regenerate and heal trans women are outliers. Trans women that get enough social esteem in other communities to make those communities good for them are against the grain.
This is true even though social interaction and acceptance is, for many people, a basic need.
Communities (any community) fail trans women so utterly that it is less depressing to go without community involvement than to try to involve yourself in one.
