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Today is Trans Visibility day. The one day a year where the cuties, the dankest and the warriors are visible to the naked eye. Radiating with the power. Yes.
Am I the only one seeing this? AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO THINKS ELEANOR ROOSEVELT AND COLBY BROCK LOOK THE SAME???
or... am I missing something here?...
...hello?
hey truscum the creator of the trans flag made a specific place for nonbinary people so…….
“In 1984, when Ruth Coker Burks was 25 and a young mother living in Arkansas, she would often visit a hospital to care for a friend with cancer.
During one visit, Ruth noticed the nurses would draw straws, afraid to go into one room, its door sealed by a big red bag. She asked why and the nurses told her the patient had AIDS.
On a repeat visit, and seeing the big red bag on the door, Ruth decided to disregard the warnings and sneaked into the room.
In the bed was a skeletal young man, who told Ruth he wanted to see his mother before he died. She left the room and told the nurses, who said, "Honey, his mother’s not coming. He’s been here six weeks. Nobody’s coming!”
Ruth called his mother anyway, who refused to come visit her son, who she described as a "sinner" and already dead to her, and that she wouldn't even claim his body when he died.
“I went back in his room and when I walked in, he said, "Oh, momma. I knew you’d come", and then he lifted his hand. And what was I going to do? So I took his hand. I said, "I’m here, honey. I’m here”, Ruth later recounted.
Ruth pulled a chair to his bedside, talked to him
and held his hand until he died 13 hours later.
After finally finding a funeral home that would his body, and paying for the cremation out of her own savings, Ruth buried his ashes on her family's large plot.
After this first encounter, Ruth cared for other patients. She would take them to appointments, obtain medications, apply for assistance, and even kept supplies of AIDS medications on hand, as some pharmacies would not carry them.
Ruth’s work soon became well known in the city and she received financial assistance from gay bars, "They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here'd come the money. That's how we'd buy medicine, that's how we'd pay rent. If it hadn't been for the drag queens, I don't know what we would have done", Ruth said.
Over the next 30 years, Ruth cared for over 1,000 people and buried more than 40 on her family's plot most of whom were gay men whose families would not claim their ashes.
For this, Ruth has been nicknamed the 'Cemetery Angel'.”— by Ra-Ey Saley
This is the character Nenious from my first book.
A good thread on whether “queer” is a slur and if it should be used or not.
Happy trans visibility day!!
I'd like to tell you all something today:
Your gender identity is valid, no matter what labels you use. You deserve to feel comfortable in your own skin. You deserved to be loved. Your more than whatever labels you use or whatever pronouns you're comfortable with it.
I'd also like to take a moment to remember and honor those we've lost as a community. Those murdered for their identities and their activism. Those who committed suicide due to a lack of acceptance. Those of our past who experienced the sad yet universal injustice of being trans. Rest in peace and power.