"people just being people"
People telling me to drink bleach.
People telling me I deserve to die.
People threatening to kill me.
People threatening to rape me.
People calling me slurs.
People consistently, repeatedly, telling me to kill myself.
Yeah. You’re right. I have no right to be triggered by that.
Jfc I don’t even care about being misgendered by assholes—I don’t give two fucks about them not respecting my gender identity, but I’m so fucking sorry that I can’t handle the “stress of real life” if that means dealing with death and rape threats and encouraging me to kill myself when I have Major Depression and Generalized Anxiety Disorder. When, yes, I have tried to kill myself several times already, the most recent time being last year, which landed me in the hospital for a fucking week.
If you really think this is even about my gender, or gender at all, at this point, then you’re sadly mistaken. What part of “disagreeing” is sending someone threats? What part of “disagreeing” is coming into a space specifically meant for people who actually need it instead of trying to argue shit literally anywhere else.
You can try to fucking defend your actions all you want, but what you all did wasn’t “disagreeing.” It was harassment. I had a survey out that didn’t even fucking involve any of you, and you didn’t JUST spam it (which would have only been a minor annoyance), but you aimed threats and slurs at the creator of the survey (me), who happens to be a 17 year old high school student.
Do you think I haven’t argued about my gender identity? Do you think that I can’t provide proof of other gender identities existing long before tumblr even existed? Do you think that I can’t provide scholarly articles? The reason I DIDN’T is because no one fucking asked me. All you did was threaten me, say nasty, horrible things, and spam my survey. Again, if you think what you all did was debating, you were dead fucking wrong. You’re all bullies.
Not to mention your friends are still sending me threats to this blog.
Go fuck yourself.