Unique Alberta transgender clinic is saving lives but says funding help is critical

cripplepunk-berrytwist:

smugplankton:

Skipping Stone Foundation is a not-for-profit that was born out of experience and a very desperate need.
The system for transgender youth and their families is a difficult one to navigate and until the creation of the organization, there were few resources to help.

Last year, Skipping Stone supported 40 kids. This year it’s over 200 and the need is growing. Its co-founder, Lindsay Peace, said it’s been the most rewarding work. 

– link to gofundme

I cannot stress enough how essential this Foundation is, because this is where I live, and without their help, you have to fight both your parents, your doctor AND God himself to get a referral to the Foothills- but the specialist there is so backlogged it’ll be a nine-month wait minimum.

Some kids can’t wait that long. Many don’t have a private doctor who can safely get them that referral in the first place. Mine at the time had to Google the specialist while I sat there spelling out exactly why I wanted to see this specialist… and begging him, BEGGING HIM, not to tell my parents. I’m a legal adult and he told anyway.

Please fund the Skipping Stone Foundation. You will literally be saving lives.

Unique Alberta transgender clinic is saving lives but says funding help is critical

‘A baby cannot provide … consent’: Calif. lawmakers denounce infant intersex surgeries

profeminist:

“The California State Legislature approved a resolution on Tuesday denouncing medically unnecessary surgeries for intersex children.

“Intersex children should be free to choose whether to undergo life-altering surgeries that irreversibly — and sometimes irreparably — cause harm,” the resolution states.

SCR 110 was introduced by Sen. Scott Wiener, a Democrat whose district includes San Francisco, and it was supported by Equality California, a statewide LGBTQ advocacy group, and interACT, an intersex youth advocacy organization.

In a statement provided to NBC News, Wiener said the resolution “recognizes that California’s intersex community is a part of our state’s diversity and should be embraced.”

“These surgeries should be performed only with informed consent by the person whose life will be permanently impacted,” Wiener stated. “A baby cannot provide that consent.”

“These surgeries can have significant negative impacts on people’s lives, particularly if the gender chosen by the physician and parents is different from the child’s ultimate gender identity,” Wiener continued.

Read the full piece here

It’s about gotdamn time

‘A baby cannot provide … consent’: Calif. lawmakers denounce infant intersex surgeries

babe-beyond-the-binary:

what-even-is-thiss:

New girl in my Sunday school class: Are you a girl?

Me: No, but people used to think I was a girl.

Girl: Oh. Is that why the other teacher called you (deadname)?

Me: Yes, that’s my old name I used before I told people I’m not a girl. But I haven’t used my new name forever so sometimes (other teacher) forgets.

Girl: Okay. I’ll remember to use your new name! *bounces over to the toy cars*

…….

Me: I want you to start calling me Mx instead of Miss. Okay?

Little boy: Okay. *violently stabs crayon into paper* Mx Roman, I broked the crayon.

Me: That’s probably because you stabbed the paper with it, buddy.

…….

3 y/o : Are you a boy or a girl?

Me: Sometimes I’m a boy. Sometimes I’m not a boy or a girl.

3 y/o: *proudly puffs out chest* I’m a girl all the time.

Me: Good for you, kiddo.

3 y/o: I know.

…….

Preschoolers understand better than any adult I’ve ever met.

^^^

dopeluminarydreamer:

fruipit:

louwodaklironkru:

wildnoutinwildemount:

All y’all bitching about the ATLA live action Netflix series saying “Oh no not again!” like… this has never happened before? Idk what y’all are talking about… we’ve never had any kind of ATLA live action content and I’m excited but nervous to see what Bryan and Mike do because they’re our bros!

There is no M.Night Shyamalan in Ba Sing Se.

whats an m night shyamalan

Nobody dear, don’t give it too much thought

Personal rant

I’ve been super nostalgic for things of my childhood, mostly like 1-4 grade. I was thinking back to that time and why I’d wanna go back to then, and honestly I don’t remember most of my life in 1 and 2 grade, especially. And I think I accidentally unearthed some mildish trauma that I just kinda didn’t consider before…

Those 2 grades were spent in a rigorous “gifted” school. I went to more rigorous than average schools for basically my entire life until college, but that school was the worst. I transferred to another school for 3rd, and found we were using the same textbook from the end of my 1st grade. I don’t remember a lot, just the rules and isolated snapshots. I remember I liked the pre-1st grade summer program. We got ham sandwiches and watched educational videos on dinosaurs, and i wanted to be a paleontologist. And then the actual school year started. I remember having too much in class work to finish at school but too much homework to catch up on my in class work. I remember not measuring up to everyone else. I remember that we had half an hour for lunch. I remember we could only go to the bathroom during bathroom breaks, but some days we didn’t get them. I remember one girl peed in class cuz she couldn’t hold it anymore. I remember gym was literally military drills, 31 6-7 year olds marching and turning on command, and we hardly ever got to play games. I remember we had 3 2nd grade teachers cuz they kept getting fired. I don’t remember the first one well, but apparently shed tell us to prick our fingers and write in our own blood if our pencils weren’t sharp enough. The second was cold and strict and she was fired after she twisted a kids arm and pulled him out of the classroom.

I remember one of my friends transferred out cuz he had adhd-related behavioral issues. In the backseat of the car, he was talking about how great his new school was, how they even had recess(!), and I remember my sudden outburst, covering my ears, sobbing and screaming at him to be quiet, cuz I was so envious. My mom very sternly, but calmly turned around and said “Emily. CALM. DOWN. Michael, dont mind her go ahead, continue”, and as he did it was like torture. I know why she did and Im not mad at her for it. I was taking out all my anger and jealousy on him when he’d had an even worse time at our school than I did, and he didn’t do anything wrong. He was just happy at his new school. But just today it made me fully realize now how miserable I was there. Like I remember liking some of the kids, but I also remember really hating it. But I think I distanced myself from it to where it was just a “child’s” hate, and even tho I still knew it was an awful school, I forgot how deeply I felt at that age. As we grow older i think we start to trivialize how we felt when we were younger, and we forget… My mom found my first gray hair when I was in second grade, when we were in a dressing room. Under the bright fluorescent lights – I remember her shock – it was so shiny after she plucked it out to show me.

I realize its not nearly as bad as a lot of childhood traumas. Not even most. But it definitely followed me for the rest of my life/education (including now). My constant fear of failure and disappointment, shame when I couldn’t do as well as others, perfectionism that had me typing papers till 3 am with 2 hours to sleep. My anxiety and reluctance to ask questions, fear of teachers noticing me, yet desperation for approval. The pseudo-narcolepsy I had for a couple years due to chronic fatigue and sleep-deprivation that caused my body to shut down. The years of hitting the ground of the school year running, cuz I was still jogging from the summer homework load, the never ending long sprint that wore my physical and mental health to dust. My perception that society/those who knew me/etc see me as a heap of wasted potential and a disappointment, my self-destructive depression spiral in my sophomore year of college after I had burnt out. I was all set to go study abroad in Japan the next year, during my last term at college as a sophomore when I finally broke down. It’s been 3 years, and I’m tentatively taking 1 online course at a community college now.

I just… Wonder if things would’ve been better if that hadn’t been my start.

NYC Ladies Becareful

soulsorting:

sbcaribbeanbeauty:

Fake UBERs. They will see you on your phone or waiting at a location and slowly pull up.This was recently in the news because, they are putting fake logos on their cars and will sometimes look for vulnerable customers (drunk people, women, people at the airport, people in a rush) and take them. There has been a huge increase in fake UBERS since yellow cabs are losing money. They will not ask you for money till they are in an area where they know you can’t walk out like a highway. Also, another thing if you take taxis in NYC, if the person tells you to sit in front of their taxi car one of two things: he is not licensed to drive or the car is not licensed as a taxi. 

They like to do it in areas where people are desperate to get to their destination. 

@flowers-warm-winds 🔐

Ask them who they’re there for. Not “are you [name]?” Or “are you here for [name]”? Only “What’s your name?” “Who are you picking up?” Etc

peteseeger:

Like terfs are in no way “appropriating” feminism. Transmisogyny has been baked into the crust of the feminist movement for decades and that needs to be reckoned with, not ignored, in the same way that feminism’s racist tendencies, both historical and modern, should be reckoned with

This is true. Which is why more inclusive waves/evolutions of feminism exist. Like intersectional feminism which reckons with ableism, transmisogyny/phobia, racism, classism, etc. But also FARTs is such a good acronym, especially since the main thing they actually seem to have gotten from radical feminism is the conservative shit. Maybe Feminist Aggressively Reactionary Transphobes?