N52 Superman fans watch the fandom finally goes up in flame and starts worrying for something that DC already signaled 2 years ago when they killed off the Superman that is closest to DCEU Supes in the comic
I phoned up my old American bank from the UK and spoke to this dude in North Carolina about my account and so used my serious voice for such an adult convo, i.e. my ‘posh accent’ and I feel bad that I’m contributing to the stereotype that Americans have of the British.
…. I think I actually responded at one point; ‘That would be marvellous’… WHEN THE FUCK HAVE I EVER USED THAT WORD IN AN ACTUAL CONVERSATION EVER!?
And then he said ‘I don’t know if you celebrate it but have a great thanksgiving’ and I responded ‘No I don’t, but you have a splendid time.’
A SPLENDID TIME?!
MARVELLOUS…. SPLENDID…… WHO THE FUCK WAS I TRYING TO BE? MARY FUCKING POPPINS!?
The upside to my family not observing Western holidays is that I’m never forced to be fake-cheery for arbitrary cultural reasons or give in to engineered capitalistic societal pressure like Christmas decor or adhere to Abrahamic/Judeo-Christian traditions against my will on random Westerly historically significant days of the Gregorian calendar year.
The downside is no Thanksgiving dinner.
The upside to that is no Thanksgiving family reunions.
The photo on the left is me about a week into starting Testosterone, 2 years ago. The photo on the right is me today.
The past two years have been a journey- some parts extremely difficult, some parts utterly joyous- but above all, contrast or not, the journey has been magical.
I can honestly say that when I look into the mirror- most days, I see myself. I see the person I knew I had in me all along. I can’t say I can do this all days- some days I still look at myself and I wonder what I look like to everyone else.
But it matters less and less the older I get, the more confident I get, the more I love myself. The more I love not just the person I presently am, but the person I used to be as well. They tried their best- they never gave up, and here I am today.
Happy, handsome, and free in body and mind.
I missed Transgender Day of Remembrance, but I wanted to say a few words. First, I am so proud to be here with all of you, so proud to exist as part of the transgender community. So happy to love and to be loved by all of you. And to all my transgender siblings who are no longer with us today- you are loved. Remembered and cherished. And the path you took and the bravery you showed, still inspire me and countless others today.
And to those who need to hear it- you matter. You are worth more than I can ever express and the journey to your self is long and hard, but I swear, once you start, it feels like magic when you see yourself for the first time staring back at you. Don’t give up on that magic- it exists for you too. Especially for you.
So today I can finally wave goodbye to my teens because it’s my birthday! And not just my birthday, it’s also Michelle Gomez’s birthday and also Doctor Who’s 54th birthday! It seems I was destined to become a Whovian lol 😁