Why we’re really angry. TW: Rape, abuse, harassment, sexism, gender roles

I dont get angry because you accidentally misgender me  

I get angry when you refuse to try  

I get angry when I’m told that my genitals dictate my life  

I get angry that even though I have a vagina and boobs, but look like a man, I still get kicked out of the women’s washroom  

I get angry that my safety and basic human rights is of no concern to you  

I get angry when you tell me that I’m a girl and there’s nothing that I can do about it  

I get angry when I get messages online telling me that I’m ugly and that I should kill myself  

Why should my appearance dictate my right to live?  

Or my right to love  

Or my right to walk down the sidewalk without getting harassed 

Yeah, ugly people get harassed too  

Or my right to change my mind if I no longer wish to be intimate  

I get angry when I am manipulated into sex, and physically abused if I try to get away  

I get angry that noone believed the sexual abuse that was done to me, because in their eyes, I am ugly 

I got angry that you tried to “fuck the man” out of me  

I get angry when beauty ads told me that I don’t have a girl body, and therefore must find a way to conform  

How?! I get angry that you don’t seem to understand there is no one “girl body” or one “boy body”  

I couldn’t pass as a cis woman if I tried  

I get angry when you pretend to be okay with my masculinity  

Then after you get the sex, you tell me that I’m “just too butch for you”  

I get angry when you say that I have to understand that it will take a while for the world to accept my gender  

What the FUCK does me wanting to be treated like a decent human being have to do with my gender?  

What the FUCK does me wanting the right to use the washroom safely need to have anything to do with my gender?  

What the FUCK does my gender have to do with being told that I can only work, wear and have interests in those assigned to my gender file?  

What the FUCK does it MATTER that I don’t look like everybody else?  

This world be a boring world if everyone looked similar, and we all have something to offer  

I get angry when you assume that I eat alot and am lazy, that no possible medical condition could have caused this 

I get angry when even doctors don’t take me seriously 

I get angry when I ask you not to comment on my body or weight unless asked, but you lecture me anyways  

I get angry when you think your opinion is above mine  

I get angry when you think that what applies to one, applies to all  

I get angry when you think I am angry over being accidentally misgendered, but really I’m remembering the day that I got beat up by a group of guys, and was suspended because I “didn’t try hard enough to conform” 

I get angry when you think I’m overeacting to basic rights being violated, as I watch people like me being abused and killed every day 

I get angry when you don’t take me seriously 

That I am afraid 

I am angry that you think that I am somehow making all of this up for attention 

I would give anything to not be disabled, and not be confused about my body 

I don’t get angry because you accidentally misgender me  

I get angry when you refuse to try  

I don’t believe gender is real at all  

But I still respect your identity  

So please respect mine 

I get angry, when I am expected to take everything in silence 

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Author: therattiewitxh

I am an Empathic Earth Elemental Eclectic Druid Witch. I am Genderqueer, They/Them pronouns. I'm an activist; I consider myself a warrior committed to protecting my community and my earth. I love animals, music, swimming, yoga, Sci-fi/Fantasy/Supernatural (Cosplayer, LARPER and Roleplayer), gaming, and socializing. I have Borderline Personality Disorder, which is basically like having intense emotions nonstop, and because of this I often need alone time to recharge. I am physically disabled and this makes it difficult to enjoy the things I love, but I am a path to become healthy. I recently came out of a very long depression that lasted since I was in my preteens. I will probably blog about all of this, but mostly my activism.

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