Standing slow clap with cream cheese icing on top. Initially, with utmost sincerity, I started to deconstruct the original post and then realized, I just can’t. Not because I’m incapable, but because it’s exhausting. I’m 44, and every, single day of my life I encounter something, big or small, that reminds me of my status as a woman, conscious or unconscious.
The best post I’ve ever seen on BBS was from a woman who transitioned to a man in adulthood: Why women of color struggle to find a place in fandom - #5 by ethicalcannibal
Read it, absorb it. Then imagine that’s your life, 24/7/365, sometimes with the added injustice of religious or racial or other intolerance.
I’m just tired, so very tired of this.
