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I hate how most people are too stupid to understand genderqueer.
Or even be polite about it.
“Wait? What gender were you born? Are you a man or a woman? How do you pee? Doesn’t that make your trans?”
Fuckkk, it’s irrelevant. why the hell do people NEED to give me a gender? It’s so annoying! It doesn’t matter! Even if you don’t understand genderqueer, why do you have to spend all your time saying “No, you’re a boy/girl” and making me feel awkward because neither are right?
Why are people so dumb about non-binary? It baffles me. Man, woman or otherwise, nothing changes. It’s not my fault I have no gender. I didn’t pick this. I’m just me, and your conversation with me will be just the same, regardless of my genetalia. BUT, said conversation would be so much less awkward if you weren’t a dick.
But then, of course, if I can get someone to understand my gender, then comes a flood of questions. Which is okay, I suppose… they have a right to be curious, I guess…
I just wish I could live comfortably like a man or a woman does without having to brace myself for a lecture on my part whenever I meet someone… I’m not irregular, there are plenty of people like me. There have always been.
I’m really unencouraged to come out publicly to those who don’t ask, and to be open. People make it hard. I kind of like letting them assume instead of having to spend every moment of my life being wikipedia for them about myself.
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Privet! My name is Morty. I am a young and eccentric steampunking genderfluid, mortuary enthousiest and artist. I am a Canadian citizen with a Russian/Doukhobor background, and I hail from beautiful British Columbia.
I am going to be going to school for funeral directing and embalming, and have a thing for autopsy and post-mortem photography, I fore-warn you. Dead stuff is great.
I also love art and music, victoriana, the macabre,1920's and 30's fashion, good comedy, collar bones, teeth, owls, classy clothing, tea, sepia photos, art, sci-fi, bodies in general, piercings/tattoos and theatre.
I love a lot of things. I watch too much Doctor who and Murdoch Mysteries. Hannibal is my love. I adore A Monster in Paris.Tokyo Mew Mew is my guilty pleasure.
I am demi-sexual/gray-a. Probably. I don't know. That's probably unimportant.
Religiously, I am Pagan. I tend to blog about such from time to time.
I am currently on the road to recovery from anorexia and bulimia, and I am also diagnosed with OCD, severe dyscalculia, ADHD and Anxiety disorder, and suffer from frequent panic attacks. This isn't usually relevant, but tend to be a little difficult to deal with from time to time. I occasionally blog about said things. I often have to take long abrupt breaks from the internet because of my ED and panic attacks, which put me in and out of the hospital / ED clinics, so forgive me if I not around for a while without reason. Our hospital just doesn't seem to have wifi.
I tag posts about such things with TW: eating disorder.
I think pro-ana is disgusting and I am highly against it. If you need to talk about these things, I am always here.
The content of my blog changes regularly. I also change regularly. This is a personal tumblr, so really, I just blog about whatever I feel like blogging about. I'm pretty friendly, so if you want to chat, even about nothing, don't be shy. I'll always try my hardest to reply as soon as possible. Occasionally NSFW. Usually nudity and some somewhat graphic surgery/autopsy photos, from time to time.
Much love for you all. Thank you for visiting my tumblr. Everyone of you makes me a happier person <3
