being transgender is about thinking "hmm. something is up with my gender"
- They/Them
A real "we've got a nephew" of graphic design and illustration, mental illness held at bay by a very nice vegetable garden and cats.
Lapsed printmaker, you should ask me about it and I'll be very weird
Portfolio:
glitchprismatic.com
BlueSky
sanguinarynovel.bsky.social
Ko-Fi
ko-fi.com/sanguinarynovel
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in reply to @atomicthumbs's post:
every year i have my hemming and hawwing session when i open the dusty jar of gender that sits in the back of my closet and ask it "how ya doing in there lil guy" and it hoots at me and i nod and put the lid back.
It took me so long to get to the point where I was willing to accept that, but: yeah that's it. That's all there is to it
my car has that and a blinking orange arrow that means "TRANSMISSION FAILURE!!!" (it's only a mild failure)
and then continuing to be haunted by it, just in evolving ways, yeah
Adjusting my rear-view mirror and squinting confusedly when I notice my Gender back there
I just ate my gender. I was hungry and I wasn't using it. Didn't taste good tbh, but it beat nothing.