I think another reason I enjoy tumblr so much is that there is some solidarity between some people and encouragement. My parents, my family, and almost everyone I know, do not support what I do. They hate my blog. They hate my beliefs. They hate when I call out racism. They hate that the research I do. They hate every thing about me. Everyone surrounding me is constantly making homophobic and transphobic insults, upholding white supremacy, denying white privilege, and dismissing every thing I think and feel. I feel completely alone. I feel completely hated, in every possible way. Everything I am is everything they hate.
“I’m not leaving you anymore”
That’s all I need to hear…
me: *looking up Penny and Sheldon fanfiction*
Little Bear (my 6 year old daughter): why do you look at that?
me: because I want them to fall in love.
LB: who is going to fall in love with you?
me: no one
LB: That’s okay. *walks away*
Me:
.
My alone feels so good, I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude.
Warsan Shire (via yasodhara)
this is exactly how I feel all the time
(via goatinahat)
he moved on and is in love with her and that is great; but i was the one who was used and lied to, and thrown away. It would be okay if I wasn’t so alone. But i have been alone these past two years; and i am terrified to know that i will always be alone. i am happy for him but i don’t want to be alone.