yet unpainted, but painting myself
you try to paint me
you try to paint me with hate
you try to paint me with hate and disrepect
you try to paint me with hate and disrepect and saying I don't matter
soon i will paint you
soon i will paint you with knowledge
soon i will paint you with knowledge and love
soon i will paint you with knowledge and love and enlightenment
and as you bleed out
and as you bleed out you will know
i am a canvas
i am a canvas. and i paint myself.
AN: people cannot tell you that you are not who you are because they do not lke you. You know yourself, and they cannot paint you incorrectly.
AN: I made this post, for the daily prompt, and it was inspired by the anti-trans bill that is trying to get passed in Alabama, where I live.
AN: It would make it so that trans youth could not get hormones or puberty blockers that would help them be who they know they are internally.
AN: The sponsor of this bill is a cisgender, heterosexual, white male. He has never talked to a transgender youth, has never talked to a medical professional that works with trans youth, and he has admitted this himself. Medical professionals do not give hormones to minors that are under 16, and even then only after extensive mental evaluation to make sure that this should happen.
AN: Yet the bill still had enough support for the Alabama senate to vote 23 for and 4 against. Only 4 AGAINST. Against this bill that would require teachers to tell parents if their child is trans, without the child's consent or being ready.
AN: this puts so many people in danger, from a transphobic family, from dysphoria and depression, and from the fact that if they do undergo hormones as a minor, they will have to pay 15,000 dollars and go to jail. Go to jail, for trying to be who they know they are.
AN: I have linked a change.org petition in the comments. Sign it. Please.
AN: so with a heavy heart, and slowly dwindling hope in this country, i'm signing off. see you next time or not ~vox