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savejamiecampbellbower · 6 months

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proof A part 04

cw:grooming, manipulation, etc. if you have not taken the time to read this and lucille’s other posts on the situation and you’re on jamietwt, do it now. there is more and more evidence coming out about her grooming and she CANNOT get away with this. https://twitter.com/mothbower/status/1710819412645953919 https://archive.is/wip/Doarb

Jamietwt scares me, some are insane, and some are… INSANE… https://twitter.com/Jambowfan/status/1710922790008996235 https://archive.is/wip/a33RJ

For those of you in Jamietwt or the Jamie Campbell Bower fandom who are confused on what’s going on, i made a guide on Instagram about the situation and made it easier for you all to see, and understand.

Btw y’all, i was 16/17 in the photos of my feet.. Hannah’s even more of a creep to be sharing those photos 💀 https://twitter.com/jamiebsource/status/1711023592635506940 You’re unable to view this Post because this account owner limits who can view their Posts. Learn more https://twitter.com/keplerdarling/status/1711028418048041185 https://archive.is/wip/yS1QX

#jamie campbell bower #jamie bower #jessica moloney #jess moloney #jessicagate #jessgate #fashiongate

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sgstrider · 3 years

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I saw your comment on the amegaotaku-watch blog and while I get your natural inclination as a human is to be empathetic and hear her out, she is genuinely a danger to kids on here. She’s 35 now and she was 18 when she dated this minor (only 14) and she admitted to knowing it was wrong at the time. You may still be willing to forgive her, because maybe people can change - not amegaotaku. Go on her twitter right now (@Shiori_Sohma) and you’ll see her cursing out kids half her age, defending pedo ships, heck, you can even see this stuff on Tumblr along with her suicide-baiting and sending hate to people from burner accounts. I’m not a huge fan of Tumblr callouts either but trust me when I say this one is absolutely necessary.

I’m just now going through my asks so if I’m being totally honest I forgot who this was about but they sound awful. This is me saying they are a piece of shit and deserved to be called out. Idk what my comment was (probably that I was confused lol) but all this shit is not cool so don’t do that and don’t support those who do babes

#it me #cw:suicide baiting #cw:pedophilia #cw:grooming #I try to stay out of drama

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tap-tap-tap-im-in · 3 years

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So as I've alluded to, I've got some interpersonal drama going on, and one of the things that's happening is this person is lashing out at me by targeting their perception of my masculinity. Basically, in their eyes I am not the man they thought I was.

And honestly, nope. That's kind of the point I was making with the whole coming out as non-binary. It won't do me any good to say any of this directly to them for a bunch of reasons I won't get into here to protect them and their identity (because I love them and while all of this hurts I don't want to hurt them back), but they got me heated and thinking and I just wanted to word-vomit some ideas here so I have an excuse to better formulate them.

CW: There's going to be some discussion of some difficult subjects after the break, namely dysphoria, death, depression, and grooming, so if those will do you more harm than good skip the rest of this. Although, I don't intend to go into any graphic details I just wanted to be honest about that upfront.

My first interactions with a gay man were with someone who used his position to attempt to groom me. I don't want to go into details here, but I was lucky enough to talk my way out of it in the end, and either because he worried I would tell my parents, or because my parents knew something was wrong and didn't tell me, we weren't in contact with him after that. Honestly, I still feel guilty about that as I don't know how many children he might have been successful with because I didn't speak up, and I've been scared to try to look into him.

I've talked in the past about the fact that I grew up in the same town as the Westboro Baptist Church, a hate group that's pretty free with the bigoted causes it takes up but focuses mostly on homosexuality as their call to arms. They're the angry people with the "God Hates Fags" signs. And to make matters more complicated, in my early teen years my sibling was diagnosed with a partially inoperable brain tumor, something they and my family dealt with until their eventual death late last year.

I am the eldest, and in the wake of all this information I decided early on that my problems weren't important enough to trouble my family with. As I understand it, this is not an uncommon belief in siblings of cancer survivors and is almost universally unhealthy.

These three things created a pretty perfect storm that led me to be overly introspective, unduly critical of myself, and publicly unemotive. From the outside I'm sure this read as unflappable, independent, and confident in my actions to anyone who wasn't close enough to see the cracks. I'm almost positive of this because it's what I tried to convince myself of until I had to confront the reality of my own sexuality in college, this along with some truly bad coping mechanisms lead me to have a mental breakdown that ended in me dropping out of college only a few hours from completing my degree. In the wake of that I found a great community here on Tumblr, and I learned a lot about myself and things I had taken for granted about the world we live in.

The depression didn't magically go away. For years after this I had an abusive relationship with alcohol, and things got pretty sloppy as I was attempting to challenge my own complex relationship with my sexuality by attempting to sleep with anyone who would have me. My wife met me at the very end of this stage, after I had decided I was ready to start pulling my life back together, and is still surprised when I talk about this stage of my life.

All of this is important because one of the weirdest things about being non-binary is that it can't really be affirmatively defined. There is nothing about womanhood that is more comforting to me than manhood. But I do know that my entire life has been filled with a pervading and constant feeling that no part of me, from the truth of my body, to the truth of my mind, has ever fit into whatever skewed idea my mind has created of what a man is. The last decade or so of my life has been dedicated to reconciling that disharmony. I started first with accepting that I was bisexual and that there wasn't anything wrong with that, and now I've moved on to tackling my discomfort with my gender. And along the way I've found happiness and comfort I was denying myself.

I'm going to turn thirty in a few months, and a part of me (a part that I used to personify as a chiding voice in my poetry) thinks that there's no way I could have made it this long without recognizing such a fundamental truth of my own self. It thinks that despite the joy I've found outside my previous gender role that considering myself trans is just a little bit extreme, don't you think?

So you can understand why its so surreal to be attacked because I'm no longer living up to a gender role I'm choosing actively distancing myself from. You can also understand how much it hurts because I've had that same voice inside me for years, and that voice has been the most vicious violence I've ever done to myself.

#ye ol' navel gazing #cw: death #cw: dysphoria #cw:grooming

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