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#tw: queer trauma
howlingtothevoid · 3 months
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Begging God to fix you!
(And other tales about religious trauma)
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sentientsky · 5 months
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hmmmmgrhhf thinking bout crowley and childhood trauma and abandonment and rage again
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identitty-dickruption · 11 months
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the other thing you lot need to keep in mind is that being intersex isn’t entirely about genitalia, and many intersex people have roughly “normal-looking” genitals
when people talk about our bodies, a lot of the time they’re still using the fetishised version of the intersex body. they’re still thinking of us as having both a fully functioning penis and a fully functioning vagina, and that’s just NOT the case
yes, it’s possible for intersex people to have genital differences, but even then. it’s the least interesting part of my intersex experience. when you choose to just focus on the genitals, you’re forgetting:
the trauma that often happens to those of us with genital differences (e.g. IGM)
the hormonal differences (which can also result in medical trauma, as well as bullying and shame)
the resulting and/or comorbid chronic illnesses that often come about due to being intersex
being intersex is not 100% traumatic or anything. I actually have come to love my intersex body and my intersex community. but for all that is holy. please stop acting like being intersex is just “cool quirky genitals”
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decora-kai · 3 months
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Yk i wish medical professionals could actually act fucking professional and understand that being in constant pain is not something that 'everyone has' or 'just growing pains'. I want them to recognise that I'm not just a whining kid who wants attention, or an unhealthy kid who just needs to exercise. It fucking pisses me off. I'm also pissed because I feel like my level of pain doesn't warrant any help compared to others. I know some people with chronic pain are bed bound 24/7 and because of fucking medical gaslighting I feel like I'm not worthy of a diagnosis because I'm not also stuck to bed forever. Like Im with my chronically ill friends who have to deal with such bad pain that they probably will never be able to leave their house and I feel for them, but just because I'm not 'as bad' as them doesn't mean I'm just a pussy bitch.
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stormywinter42 · 2 months
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Okay time to vent
I hate the idea of coming out I hate it so much. The fact that you have to come out as ANYTHING only exists because of hate. Really you should never have to come out as anything. It should be like seeing someone wearing a sweater during the summer you think “oh they like sweaters” or “maybe they have temperature problems” or honestly most of the time you would literally not think anything of it. It literally does not matter you usually wouldn’t even notice. Seeing a guy kiss or hug another guy or a girl with an Adam’s apple or facial hair or someone who doesn’t feel any attraction should be the same way. It’s not just for queer stuff though. People have to come out as religious (or atheist) or neurodiverse or even just having a different political view. There’s no reason at all for this the only reason coming out is such a big deal or even something that needs to happen in the first place is the intense fear of rejection that comes with it. Rejection for something you can’t control. If the world wasn’t just constantly hateful nobody would have to come out it would be completely normal and nobody would care.
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amillionkilopascals · 19 days
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i wish catholics understood that queer people are not welcomed in the church.
the most progressive pope in history still lambasts gender theory and gender-affirming surgery.
yes, there was some semblance of community in that space. but not for me, never for me. i was never whole, in church. the person i was in that space was always an empty shell, because i was forced to cut out my heart and insides and leave them at the door to come in.
now that i have freed myself, i am outside and whole and more joyful than i ever was in that space. can you begin to see how inviting me to subject myself to that again is not love?
i understand that you want the best for your queer ex-catholic friends. but listen to us and our experiences when we tell you about the selves we had to kill just to be accepted, and how we were only able to begin to accept and heal ourselves after leaving. i was told constantly that this desire, this part of myself, my very heart, was sinful, that it had to be culled. can you begin to see why this led me to believe i was better dead than alive?
please understand this, before you ask. that is all i request.
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sirenium · 6 months
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'Safequeer' mfers when people are queer in a way they don't like:
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[GIF ID: a toy decor skeleton getting absolutely eviscerated in a blue shredder with silver blades. Said skeleton looks like it's thrashing and flailing about as it slowly gets consumed. End ID]
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professorbussywinkle · 8 months
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Some people have kids because they want a slave...
....Think for a second
The obsession with punishment and discipline and "teaching them a lesson" often in brutal, unforgiving ways that don't teach them to follow their internal guide, but to fear your wrath if they do something you might perceive as wrong
The lack of respect for their bodily autonomy, their feelings, and their personhood
Treating everything they do or say like it's beneath consideration or without any value or significance if it does not serve you in some immediate gratifying way
The overemphasis on obedience being a central factor to how much moral worth they have as a human being
Using the provision of basic necessities(food housing, clothing) to justify mistreating them, treating the provision as something that can be withheld if they misbehave or "step out of line"
Believing their child is somehow always up to no good for no certifiable reason, to justify invading their privacy, denying them access to their social circles and means of communication
Publicly shaming or humiliating their child on camera and posting it on the internet in order to get them to behave in the ways you want them to
Soliciting their child's opinion, then yelling at them for disagreeing with you or "talking back". Also ranting at length about things they know their kids disagree with them about until their kid finally reaches a breaking point and says something, at which point, they're horrible combative children for constantly arguing with you
Treating their emotions as frivolous and pointless, or a sign of weakness not to be expressed freely and openly, forcing them to walk on eggshells around you for fear that anything could potentially set you off
Frequently telling them how lucky they are to not be physically abused. also not telling you what made them angry, leaving you not knowing what it was that upset them and them deliberately not telling you when you inquire about it
Using the excuse "I am your parent, so I know what's best for you" in order to force children to do something that is only meant to make the parent feel in control, and not for their child's well-being.
alluding that you are the sole reason why they can’t do whatever the hell they want and wished you didn’t even exist so they can have more freedom. (This one hits close to home for me)
These types of parents get off on this, literally...in an almost pornographic way it would seem, by pushing around, harming, and denigrating someone who's smaller and weaker than them, by exerting power and control over a little human being who is unable or unwilling to fight back against them, all so they can flex their big boy muscles, all so they can prove they have dominion over you and show you that you have no power to do anything about it, and then deluding themselves about how it's all about "discipline" or "teaching" so they don't feel bad about it
Does it make you feel so fucking powerful??
Does it make you feel so in control??
Does it make you feel so badass??
abusing and traumatizing a vulnerable little person half your fucking size and feasibly being able to get away with it under the guise of "discipline" with no reproach or recourse because you can't or refuse to deal with your own emotional damage??
Demon behavior.
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greyspectraltea · 3 months
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me, watching hazbin hotel: wow, I love most of these characters but I really feel this odd attachment to Angel!
me, hours later, analyzing this fact and suddenly remembering the fact of my occasional hypersexuality stemming from being oversexualized since childhood: oh.. Oh no…..
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morgannotlefay · 3 months
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I swear on the grave I killed and buried God in that my loved ones will never have to question if my love is conditional
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Turns out, I had no idea how much I fear love until someone presented me with the real thing
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1unpunishable1 · 7 months
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I grew up eating pieces of Jesus... how was I supposed to justify that as a kid?
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hulahoopsoupgroup · 5 months
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last night i reached a real turning point with my views on evangelical christianity.
i overheard my mother whispering to my father from the other room, telling him that i ruined her life by being gay. that i ruined everything for her and i had the "audacity" to ask for therapy to help my mental health (which i cant afford).
and i just kinda snapped internally. it was like this rockslide came crashing down on the road behind me and prevented me from ever turning back.
before, i was fed up with christianity, but that kind of sealed the deal that im never going to put up with anything to do with evangelical christianity, not holidays, not a single worship song, nothing.
it just felt like, idk, like a became a new person. it felt like the old me just fuckin, died. i renamed myself. i just, dont feel like my old self anymore. and idk how to feel about that
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jugheadthelesbian · 5 months
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gonna start being SO LOUD about my christianity!! i love God and i love my girlfriend, those two things can exist together. i was told I gay people go to hell by a girl who sits behind me in church and is now supportive of the lgbtq community, without even realizing how she affected my life with what she told me. i read my bible every day and pray to God for guidance when it comes to my doubts instead of believing them. i recognize that this doubt is satan trying to tear me away from my faith and it won’t work. i want every gay person who has experienced religious trauma to find God again but respect them if they never do. anyways, Jesus loves u and so do i, never gonna shut up about that <3
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dead-air-radio · 4 days
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Sigh thinking about cults. And my religious truama tw.
Just imagining being super depressed and very emotional and having someone come into my life that is so normal and unassuming at first. Slowly they become a part of my everyday life and their little gestures make me trust them more and more and they are so caring that I become so codependent on them so when they start asking for weirder and weirder things I don't think anything of it. They start managing my diet but I assume they're just trying to help me and they know I want to lose weight even if they feed me weird things.
Or they start having me wear a certain thing almost as a claim. Before it turns into me being so dependent on them I'd do anything and so when I get so sad and sleepy but have the urge to cut I don't see it as a problem when they offer to do it for me. Slicing at my legs before kissing them. At this point they're so friendly and guiding they love to brush my hair and give me things and do things I'd usually do by myself like bathe me. Until I'm just some little lamb for them.
I'm so trusting of them when they say they have smth for me I think nothing about why I need to dress in the white gown they got me and all the jewelry they got me in the past as well as eat a piece of bread thay hes me woozey. And how they want me to wear bows in my hair and be bathed in a certain soap they like until we get into their car and they blindfold me for the surprise it's already Evening when we leave and once we get their they carry me to the surprise.
At first I assume we are just having a little romantic fire in the woods. I can hear the crunch under their feet from the leaves and the birds and other wild life. And the crackle of fire and the heat as we walk past it and I'm placed on smth like stone. When my blindfold is taking off I'm on an altar of sorts and there's a fire ahead of me as well as a bunch of people in masks. Of course I'm frightened holding onto the person I came with arm before they shush me. There's candles and statues around me as well as flowers and by the atlar is a bowl for offerings. The person sits beside me unphased as I cling to them, scared of what's happening. And they address the people. Not realizing he's a leader of the cult and all the jewelry and clothes they've been giving me are actually not only from them but his people as well. All their followers have known a out me for a long time giving them offerings to give the cult leaders little pet, his lamb. When he's done speaking to them he turns to me telling me to lay on the altar stone as he gets on top of me as the watchers look on. He cuts open my wrists while I whimper and shake and push against him confused. He cuts his wrists as well mixing his bleed with mine before licking at his wrists and he puts his wrist by my mouth for me to lick up as well.
Some of the followers that are dressed differently go on to give a spot of sermon as if I'm not whimpering behind them as the leader continues to assualt me and push up the white gown. The sermon is about needing to view the leader take what's his and have smth resemble the lamb and religious symbol of their cult and how I'm the image they should look up to cause the leader has chose me as his lamb to mark infront of them to make me his forever. Him cutting me open by carving his name into my stomach as he fucks me on the altar while his people watch
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headcanonsandmore · 1 year
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Lessons that the Doctor taught me
Try to avoid knocking people out with a rock.
Men in kilts are hot.
The military sucks but there may be a sweet himbo amongst them who is lovely.
Robots dogs break down a lot.
When in doubt, adopt a posse of traumatised queer teenagers.
People always mock a fashion icon.
Maybe if you help your adoptive queer kids work through their trauma instead, they won't end up nearly as traumatised as last time.
The US healthcare system is appalling.
Just because you find people annoying, that doesn't mean you can't also love humanity.
A lot of situations can be solved by swaggering around like you own the place.
Bow ties are definitely cool.
Be kind above all else, preferably whilst listening to punk rock.
As counterintuitive as it seems, eating dirt in front of your crush does actually make them like you more.
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