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#questioning my identity rn
amorelestrange · 13 days
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So you know how I said I was Asexual?
aha..so me and my friends were talking about writing and since we always read about romance, thats what we talked about.
And I realized...I have not once felt romantic attraction, and though I do crave it. when someone shows interest in dating me, I just...don't feel anything?
and my "I don't care what gender you are, I know when I'm attracted to someone" thing is kinda going vague because when have I actually liked someone romantically in any gender? literary never... ... *confused in Aroace*
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altschmerzes · 1 year
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out there doing the lord’s work (headcanoning characters as aromantic and Not interested in romantic relationships at all actually, alienating one fandom at a time but having a fantastic blast with it all the while, which is really all that matters)
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lcevinolusola · 5 months
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invisiblyvisiblejay · 8 months
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after extensive thought (not finding any men actually attractive) i have concluded that i am in fact a lesbian. if ur wondering how that works w my gender ive decided since i think gender isn't real and i like the people a lesbian would like in a queer way therefore it makes sense for me to call myself a lesbian. also i present pretty fem nowadays anyways so the attachment to womanhood that's assumed with that label isnt like. that much different than when i wear something and i look very obviously like a woman imo. and i feel like thats the label that most accurately captures the group of people im attracted to without like. a lot of extra explanation. and like 80% of the time i call myself queer anyways lol
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jonny-b-meowborn · 1 year
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Y'know I get the imposter syndrome about the stupidest shit like sometimes I catch myself wondering if I'm really even attracted to women or I'm just straight and lying to myself cause recently I've been thinking more about men than women and like my brother in christ those men you're thinking about are mostly fictional and you've literally cried to the point of nausea over some girls cause they didn't love you back
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zozo-01 · 1 year
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hobsyllwin · 1 year
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opened DRG reddit
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kimmkitsuragi · 2 years
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recent epiphanies in my life like
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"what if i go abroad and end up sad and lonely there!!!!!! :(((("
"you're already sad and lonely here too"
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amorelestrange · 1 month
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QUICK! SOMEONE PLEASE EDUCATE ME ON THE ASPEC SPECTRUM! PLEASE
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abby420 · 2 years
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there is no greater alliance than an eldest daughter and her mom
#there’s so much family drama going on between me my mom and my step mom rn and basically the whole family#and me and my mom are really out here being the only ones with an ounce of emotional intelligence#basically my step mom has been questioning my moms parenting around my sisters and being slightly homophobic saying it wasn’t age app for us#to bring them to pridefest (it was the family friendly pride event during the day?? and either way they are 12 and 13 they are starting to#question their identity at this age so it’s important for us to be open and supportive) and then she got mad at ME for asking to bring my#sisters back to my moms house with me sunday night bc i don’t get to visit often and when i do visit it’s the weekends and my sisters are at#my dads on the weekends#and she’s just been really passive aggressive about it and accusing me of stealing my dads time away from my sisters#and then my sister in law goes and gets herself involved saying it’s not fair for us to take them on the weekends bc we get 5 other days of#the week but like girl we all have work and school like#??#but she doesn’t get that cause all she does is sit around the house all day she ain’t even got a job#and then my brother gets involved like ‘please don’t involve her she’s so stressed’ like if she didn’t want to get involved then wHy would#she say something???#and now me and my mom are like protective mode on handling this amazingly and being bad bitches#our protective instincts over my sisters will win don’t worry
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transsexualcunt · 2 years
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i hate this im so fucking dissociated
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autumn-hiraeth · 10 months
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Can I request Hobie on patrol finding his love beaten bloody in the streets but they don't know he's spiderpunk and in the chaos of him trying to figure out what happened their just "I'll be ok, but could I get an autograph for my boyfriend? You both have the same vibe and I think he'd like it"
ofc anon! 🧃 Hope you like it! <3
Hobie brown x reader
fluff and slight angst. Headcanons
a/n: you can find more here “ Hobie's masterlist”
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You know it was a bad idea to go to that political protest without Hobie. But he didn't show up so you went anyway. Your bad. Three hours later you're wailing because the pigs showed up and they weren't very nice, so that's why your lip is busted, your nose is bleeding and your face is bruised - like the rest of your body-.
But you can't even feel the pain from all the adrenaline running through your veins.
Maybe it's the adrenaline from the fight you got into with a cop or because the amazing Spider-Punk is carrying you while he asks you a lot of questions; " Who did this to you?" " what happened?" “How many fingers can ya' see?”
Hobie wants nothing more than to take you to safety as he holds you in his arms, his heart breaking when he sees you all beaten up. Once again he shouldn't have left you alone. Everything would be easier if you knew his secret identity. Right? He's blaming himself that he doesn't even realize how happy you seem to be in his arms. Your arms around his neck make him feel warm.
"Hey Spiderman" “don't talk luv, you're too weak” you frown, Jesus, he and hobie are so dramatic. "Nah, I'm fine, promise" but he doesn't believe you and you roll your eyes before saying: ""I'll be ok, but could I get an autograph for my boyfriend? You both have the same vibe and I think he'd like it"
Then he stops his walk and looks at you, your pretty face bruised, and his mouth opens in indignation at your request. "You're almost dying in my arms and you're seriously asking me that?!" your grip tightens on his neck feeling him tense.
“hey! I'm not dying, you're being so dramatic!" you sneer and he gasps indignantly " Even that's how you and my boyfriend are similar .. You two are drama queens” you point out, your head is aching, maybe that's why you can't find out on your own that your boyfriend and spider-man are the same person. Hobie laughs "luv, just lie against my chest" he asks before moving on, but you are stubborn and Hobie loves that about you (especially when you and he are in bed, it doesn't matter rn).
“I really need your autograph, Hobie is going to love it” you murmur and Spider-punk smiles.
oh, he can't wait for you to find out his secret identity.
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bbreaddog · 2 years
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18. Are you questioning your identity?
Bro, every day. Idk how people get by without doing it. How do you know yourself if you don’t question yourself all the time? How do you grow as a person? How do you learn how to be a person? How do you find new pieces of information about yourself without questioning your identity?
Even if you’re sure of yourself, there’s still so much about you that you don’t know; so much you don’t know that you don’t know.
I’m not just talking about queer identity here; there’s so many things you could consider about yourself. Intersectionality, etc etc… I may add more later when it’s not 2am with work the next day.
Point is- yes, it’s good for the soul 😌
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starry-bi-sky · 5 months
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More Clone^2 or just Damian Clone Au because these two have my heart rn.
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“Asmi Danyal.” Damian says.
“Asm- asmi Danyal.” Danny repeats.
There is a sharp jab to his leg.
Danny thinks this means he’s winning, and he grins goofily.
(He’s not, he did the pronunciation wrong. He has to say it again.)
Where he is, is his room. It’s nearing midnight, and him and Damian have been sitting in his room for the last three hours.
He has books about learning arabic sprawled at his feet, from beginner’s books to advanced, he got whatever he could get his hands on that would teach him Arabic.
And Damian, little Damian who has finally taken it upon himself to settle down over these last few months, has decided that he doesn’t really like the way Danny is teaching himself.
“Your pronunciation is bad.” He told him through the translator Danny downloaded onto his phone. And then he sat down onto the ground and pointed at the floor and said “‘Ardia.”
And then wouldn’t stop until Danny said it in a way that he liked. He moved on to the next object. And then the next, and then the next. And so this has been their dynamic for the last two weeks. They’re finally moving on to proper sentences.
(It’s not fool-proof, and that’s why Danny still has his books. Damian doesn’t know every word, and knowing words doesn’t mean he knows how to string them together into a sentence.)
(But never let it be said that Danny is not a quick learner when he sets his heart to something.)
“Asmi Danyal.” Damian says.
“Asmi Danyal.” Danny repeats.
(“My name is Daniel.”)
Damian nods, satisfied and sated. He points to himself, puffed up like a peacock showing off its feathers. “Asmi Damyan Alghul.” He says, “‘Ana abn aldam.”
(There’s a flicker of uncertainty on Damian’s face, a slump in his shoulders that exists for only a millisecond. It’s a look on Damian’s face that Danny sees on his own whenever he looks in the mirror.)
(A question of identity, an ‘I think’ - am I really who I say I am? Doubt comes in with fickle tongue.)
Danny - much to his own surprise - is able to piece together the second half of his sentence on his own. It’s slow, assigning words to translation, but he learns it.
(“My name is Damian Al Ghul. I am the blood son.”)
The blood son - he can only assume he means the blood son of Bruce Wayne, of course. He shares the same face as the very public figure’s youngest boy.
And Danny shares the face of the youngest boy’s father.
And much like him, this Damian was younger than the original, thirteen year old one. Much younger.
“Marhaban Damian.” Danny says, a sly smile creeping up his face. “Asmi Danyal Fenton —” his eyes glance to one of his books, a list of greetings going down the page. He finds one he’s looking for. “Tasharafna.”
(“Hello Damian, my name is Daniel Fenton. It’s nice to meet you.”)
(He’d hold out his hand in a customary, playful handshake, but his palms still sting and hurt from his last encounter with Damian’s blade. He’s got them half curled at his side, unmoving as much as possible.)
Danny got the last pronunciation wrong, much to his amused delight. Damian’s face darkens and his smug expression falls away into a scowl.
“‘Ant aldajaalu, wanha ‘tasharafna.”
(“You are the imposter, and it’s ‘tasharafna’.”)
And so here they go again.
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kafus · 6 months
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i wont feel offended if you ignore this ask btw, i get that its asking something kind of personal! but can i ask what you mean by the internet treating DID as magical?
hi i actually enjoy DID questions don't worry LOL and i'm in the mood rn
when most people think about DID they are usually thinking about very overt cases with very distinct alters with vastly different personalities, different names, gender identities, etc. while this is a popular angle to imagine DID, overt cases like that are actually a pretty small percentage of what DID tends to look like. (of course, social media can push people's presentation to become more overt, which isn't fake/bad or anything, humans are social animals and the way we interact with each other can affect even our mental illnesses. additionally some people will become more overt after receiving therapy while they start communicating with alters for the first time. but my point is DID is not usually that strikingly obvious)
this popular perception also leaves out a lot of the rest of DID which falls in line with what people consider more "typical" disorders, PTSD symptoms galore, dissociation/dissociative amnesia, somatic pains and illness, comorbid conditions and physical disabilities. i think if people had more of an understanding of the non-alter parts of DID, it would ground the disorder a lot more and make it a lot less "magical" seeming.
but overall it all comes back to like... people not understanding that DID is just an extension of PTSD and other parts-based disorders. the same psychological process that makes PTSD/C-PTSD happen, BPD, etc, is what causes DID, it's just pushed to a far extreme due to when the trauma is experienced (very early childhood) and other factors surrounding that trauma, such as the length of time the trauma occurred over, or whether or not the child had stable caregivers and/or relief from traumatic events. DID is not some sort of completely separate category of mental illness - alters (the DID definition of them) may be unique to DID, but they come from the same place a ton of other mental illnesses do and there's a ton of overlapping symptoms between DID and pretty much every disorder caused by trauma.
i often see people act like DID is some far off life experience they couldn't even fathom or imagine living with, but if anyone just actually explained this shit properly i'm pretty sure most people, especially traumatized people, would go "oh that makes sense" and not feel so estranged from it lol. it's really frustrating because people continuing to see DID as this sort of magical, far-off experience, takes the disability/disorder out of it in conversation about it (people can only ever seem to talk about alters) and it also usually ends up spreading misinformation at the same time. there's sooo much bullshit about DID out there. good grief. it even hurts other people with trauma-based conditions that aren't DID
edit: wait also btw OSDD-1 is included in this conversation, i'm just using DID as shorthand instead of typing DID/OSDD every time and i am personally diagnosed with DID so lol
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amorelestrange · 6 days
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Why have the gods made me this way? or maybe it's not the gods.
maybe it's the people.
discovering myself is hard, and the worst part is that people I love might not understand. Why couldn't I be just a normal girl who likes boys? Why did I have to be this person who can't feel attraction? Why did I have to like to be presented other than my assigned gender at birth? Why did I like being so gender-different? So...not like what people expect of me?
-Me, a young questioning queer
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