It’s not very often I post personal things, but this is important. To my friends who have been by my side from the moment I got sick, I say thank you with all my heart. It isn’t easy to accept that I am weak right now and need as much help as I do. I am at one of my lowest points. But the fact that you’re there and patient with my stubborn ass makes me realize that yeah my condition sucks, but I couldn’t get as far as I could without all of you.
“I am a trans woman. My sisters are trans women. We are not secrets. We are not shameful. We are worthy of respect, desire, and love. As there are many kinds of women, there are many kinds of men, and many men desire many kinds of women, trans women are amongst these women. And let’s be clear: Trans women are women.”—
this is shout out to shy poets. you exist, your words are valid, and it is okay to write ferociously and keep that shit private. there is no right way of being a poet, no right way of delivering your words. shy poetry is valid and needed in this world.
“It’s okay to change your yes to a no. Yes’s aren’t permanent. They’re something we choose again and again, each and every day. Something we have the right to recall and reconsider as soon as saying yes no longer feels conducive to our wellbeing and happiness. It doesn’t matter whether you said yes to a job, a date, a relationship, sex, a favor to a friend, a social endeavor, or a vow of silence — you don’t ever have to commit to something that forces you to compromise who you are and what feels right; especially if it’s something you agreed to under pressure, intimidation, or force. Changing your yes to a no might make people angry. It might hurt their feelings, cause them to see you as a flake, and result in lost connections. But if saying no means staying true to yourself, honoring your feelings, and making self-care a priority, it’s worth it. You are worth it. Don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.”—Daniell Koepke (via anditslove)