All I ask is one thing, and I’m asking this particularly of young people: please don’t be cynical. I hate cynicism, for the record, it’s my least favorite quality and it doesn’t lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you’re kind, amazing things will happen.
Bittle trying to make healthy treats to send to Jack is my new favorite thing. Can you imagine looking at the nutritionist’s list of forbidden foods and just frowning super hardcore? Obviously there’s peanut butter cookies, but how limiting is that?!? And then when he’s in the shower washing his hair a genius, brilliant idea comes to him. VEGETABLE DESSERTS. Carrot cake, zucchini bread, oatmeal raisin cookies with cranberries, eggplant brownies, pumpkin pie, beets in red velvet cake. And none of the players Jack shares his treats with (Because how can he be expected to eat ALL of that???) have no idea that they’re eating veggies. But the nutritionist is mildly placated because veggies, and Bittle is happy because baking. And if Jack doesn’t share the PB&J bars, what the team doesn’t know won’t hurt them, right?
In what universe is this an example of the good guys? We’re apparently evil because… we want to be able to access the medical, legal and social support we require in order to survive, and for this, we deserve to “fucking die”.
Explain to me how this isn’t blatant transphobia. I mean it, how. They say we (truscum) are oppressing them (although I’m not sure how), so they respond by telling us we should be dead.