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college application: worth 10 goats on howmanygoats.com

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BLESS THIS FUCKING CHILD OMG

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anorkie:

This is my brother, Alastair. He is an aspiring musician and photographer, an excellent cosplayer, and an overall nice person to be around. He recently told our mother that he is transgender and wants to start transitioning soon with the help of hormone therapy. He has already set up an appointment in August to get his first 3 month supply of testosterone. Our mother is completely against testosterone and refuses to call Alastair by his preferred name and pronouns. As soon as he starts taking testosterone in August, she is kicking him out of the house, no questions asked.

This past week has been extremely upsetting for both my brother and I. Our mother is being very controlling. She will not allow us to see certain friends and believes all of our friends are toxic, when in fact they have been very supportive. She believes Alastair is going through a phase, but this is something that he has wanted for years.

To support my brother, I’ve opened a fundraiser, so when he is forced to leave at least he will be able to support himself financially. He just graduated high school and is currently unemployed; he needs all of the help he can get.

I’m unbelievable angry at our mother for not being supportive of Al, and at our step-father for treating him like a joke. Please, if you can spare a dollar or two, I will be forever grateful. I want my brother to be able to pursue the life he wants to live. He is an extremely intelligent, creative, kind and funny person. He is full of potential. I think if I can see look at him and see that, a few kind strangers can too.

If you are unable to donate, please reblog this. Thank you.

Reblogging one last time. The deadline has been shortened significantly. My brother and I were going to move out together by the 20th, but our parents want us out of the house by tomorrow. We’ll be staying at a friend’s house for a little while. The three of us have been trying to figure out an apartment and we’ll know if we’ve been accepted or not in a few days. Thank you to everyone that has reblogged and donated this past month. It means a lot.

I just want to reblog this one last time. We’re a few hundred away from the goal and a few more donations would mean so much. I would also like to say that I started T just yesterday and am currently staying at my friend’s house. We should be getting our lease cosigned today for the apartment we’re trying to get.

Thank you so much to everyone who’s donated. It’s reassuring to see how people reach out to others in times of need, and even when you’re in a dark place, people are willing to help.

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I’ll never punish my daughter for saying no.

The first time it comes out of her mouth, I’ll smile gleefully. As she repeats “No! No! No!” I’ll laugh, overjoyed. At a young age, she’ll have mastered a wonderful skill. A skill I’m still trying to learn. I know I’ll have to teach her that she has to eat her vegetables, and she has to take a nap. But “No” is not wrong. It is not disobedience.

1. She will know her feelings are valid.
2. She will know that when I no longer guide her, she still has a right to refuse.

The first time a boy pulls her hair after she says no, and the teacher tells her “boys will be boys,” we will go to her together, and explain that my daughter’s body is not a public amenity. That boy isn’t teasing her because he likes her, he is harassing her because it is allowed. I will not reinforce that opinion. If my son can understand that “no means no” so can everyone else’s.

3. She owes no one her silence, her time, or her cooperation.

The first time she tells a teacher, “No, that is wrong,” and proceeds to correct his public school, biased rhetoric, I’ll revel in the fact that she knows her history; that she knows our history. The first time she tells me “No” with the purpose and authority that each adult is entitled, I will stop. I will apologize. I will listen.

4. She is entitled to her feelings and her space. I, even a a parent, have no right to violate them.
5. No one has a right to violate them.

The first time my mother questions why I won’t make her kiss my great aunt at Christmas, I’ll explain that her space isn’t mine to control. That she gains nothing but self doubt when she is forced into unwanted affection. I’ll explain that “no” is a complete sentence. When the rest of my family questions why she is not made to wear a dress to our reunion dinner. I will explain that her expression is her own. It provides no growth to force her into unnecessary and unwanted situation.

6. She is entitled to her expression.

When my daughter leaves my home, and learns that the world is not as open, caring, and supportive as her mother, she will be prepared. She will know that she can return if she wishes, that the real world can wait. She will not want to. She will not need to. I will have prepared her, as much as I can, for a world that will try to push her down at every turn.

7. She is her own person. She is complete as she is.

I will never punish my daughter for saying no. I want “No” to be a familiar friend. I never want her to feel that she cannot say it. She will know how to call on “No” whenever it is needed, or wanted.

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I finished the levin sword yesterday!
Here’s all of my Fire Emblem weapons

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