I felt like…
I felt like if I stayed in that room for one more second, if I surrounded myself with those people for one moment more, if I lingered any more, any hesitation, I’d die.
I just felt so congested, contained, nauseous. I hated it so much and I don’t know why or where it came from.
But I think that I can’t go back.
im not going to censor myself by saying that most cis people are transphobic instead of saying all of them are
that allows cis people to sigh with relief and think “yes, only most of us are transphobic, and i am one of the good ones” rather than actually considering their thoughts and actions and really asking themselves, ” do i do that?” “am i transphobic?”
(Source: gendernymph, via betances)