this post is pretty cool i think

anonymous asked:

I've seen long posts on my dash saying you're a TERF if you don't like to use the word queer. This is pretty disgusting talk to me seeing as how there are still plenty of people who have had negative experiences with the word, and I think they have every right to be uncomfortable with it being used to describe themselves (though obv I think it's totally cool if other ppl like it and want to use it for Themselves). Have you seen this phenomenon? Do you think there's any credibility to it?

i have never seen anything like this. i have, however, seen a lot of posts talking about how terfs & exclusionists take advantage of the fact that queer was once, and is still in some places, used as a slur, in order to attack and marginalize people who ID as queer. especially when, according to these exclusionists, many queer-IDing people are ~*~actually cishets~*~ (a term which exclusionists will use to describe everyone from het aros/aces to lgbt aces to nb people to bpq people & even lg people who disagree with them). and you know what? i think that the people pointing this phenomenon out are telling us all the god given truth.

you know what else i’ve seen? a lot of exclusionists, terfs included, who are trying to convince us all that the mogais or whatever are trying to COERCIVELY APPLY THE WORD QUEER TO LGBT+ PEOPLE!!1! you know what i haven’t seen? anyone actually trying to do that. in fact, what i do see, are self-identifying queer people talking about a self-identified queer community, and getting dragged through the mud for it. i see people who don’t fit neatly into exclusionists’ ideas of what the community ~*~should be~*~ getting attacked on this hellhole site. and i see a lot more people getting shat on for reclaiming the word “queer” than i do people who reclaim other slurs. (literally. i once saw a user with the word dyke in her url saying that people shouldn’t use the word queer because “it’s a slur!!1!” no shit, sherlock!) i have seen people vehemently deny that queer was ever used as an umbrella term before THE TUMBLR KWEERS or deny that it has been mostly used in a positive way since the 80s/90s, which, i’m sorry, is a blatant, donald trump worthy falsehood.

now, i don’t know what you’ve seen anon, because i probably don’t follow the people you do. and i don’t know that you’re one of those people who are purposefully starting shit for no good reason. if you aren’t, i’m sorry. i too fluctuate on how comfortable i am with the word queer. i grew up in a small town in the southern u.s. where a large proportion of our population was 60 or older, and i had never heard the word queer used in a positive light before i went to college. i know there are people out there who are legitimately uncomfortable with the word, i know why, and i don’t think we should be calling people queer if they’re not comfy with it.

but let’s get real. i follow a lot of fucking awesome people who ID as queer, and i have seen the smear campaign exclusionists are waging against them. and i am a little more fucking concerned that none of the “queer is a slur!” inclusionist crowd seems to think that’s a problem.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.