This blog is transferring from a single, long story to short stories started by MA’s. It’s a couple years after the events of the previous story and is not meant to be taken seriously. If you’d like you can read the rest of what I had planned here.
are you guys serious? you are going to start another sakura vs hinata with sarada and sumire? both girls are lovely and precious and of course neither of them deserve hate :) so stop your unnecessary shipwars.
feeling this new sensation of happiness. of feeling adequate. of loving my friends and knowing they love me… by taking care of myself through taking my meds and getting my schoolwork done when i can i feel like. i almost feel new. or the air around me feels new
okay okay so on the one hand, seeing official documention that uses he/him pronouns for me is the most disquieting feeling ever. i’m so, so used to seeing she/her that seeing ‘he’ or 'his’ in conjunction with my name genuinely knocks me out of focus and i have to completely reorient myself before i can keep reading. on the other hand, it like… instills the most giddy reaction in me? my gender therapist spoke about me in the third person early in our interview to play out some hypothetical scene and used 'his’ and i almost fucking giggled. now seeing the description she’s written about me, consistently using he/him pronouns, it’s simultaneously discomfiting and rad as all hell??