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I'm gonna be here with the unpopular opinion. Judging yourself on your accomplishments, number of friends, possessions, or any quantifiable value is neoliberal bullshit.
I'm not here to say "you're all stupid fake Marxists" but rather "cheer up, you've been infected by capitalist ideology". Honestly, I'd rather hang out with any of you peeps than literally all of the people in my real life situation (minus three people who are cool).
I agree, but it's tough. I strongly believe that people shouldn't be judged by the cruel and dehumanizing standards that reduce people to their salaries, degrees, titles, relationships, and other milestones. I rarely judge other people by these standards...but dammit, I should still be able to meet them, and the fact that I haven't means there's something wrong with me!
Developing radical acceptance of my path in life is something I've been working on over the past year and I've definitely made some strides, but there's about 15 years of incessant negative self-talk (and another 15 years of capitalist inculcation) to untangle and defang. Regardless, I actually feel like I'm in control of my destiny for the first time in ages, and it feels like things are on the upswing!
More than I have in many years, but less than I would like
Next year I intend on uprooting my life, hopefully with a new job in a new city. Moving far away from almost everyone I know will be a little scary, but I think it will be worth it if I can pull it off. Also if I find love again that would be nice but not necessary for my happiness in the short-term
Fat, bald, nearsighted, and mentally ill? Nah. Would prefer to have a full head of hair, perfect vision, a body that wasn't riddled with pain, and a brain that works correctly.
I'll make do :sicko-wistful:
I don’t know if happy is the right word, it might be closer to accepting of who I am.
I wasn't, but then I moved to Vietnam earlier this year, and now I am.
I don't have another way to be so might as well be
besides as the one who has to live with myself I try and be someone I can like
No.
I'm too poor, too stressed, too fat, too out of shape, too tired, too introvert and too lonely. I feel distinctly uncomfortable in my own life and I can't remember a time where it didn't feel like that. It's like the pieces never fit.
No. I'm lazy. I talk a good fight but do little praxis. I sometimes guiltily wish I was greedy and rich. I'm deeply depressed about the state of the world. I'm a mess.
I sometimes pine for the self assured, self centered way I used to be before I came to the left. I feel like the curtain has dropped and I've realised I'm living in hell
i mean no, but i've been making strides so that feels nice
- being trans rocks (even though i fear for my life whenever i go outside)
Since i got on HRT, yes. This is literally the first time in my life i consistently feel at home in my body. I knew i needed this, but i had no idea how much of a difference it could make so fast.
Oh yeah, same, it's not solved everything but hrt has got me like 80% of the way there. Definitely a huge relief and made me way happier.
There's still some stuff i need to get fixed ofc, but things like laser hair removal are now ... they're still a super high priority, but in the same way they'd be for a cis woman suffering from lots of hair where it shouldn't be, y know? My head is where it needs to be. And anything else may be a construction site still, but the perspective i view it from is entirely different then before. It's just stuff i'll sort out over the next 2-3 years. And the stuff that won't sort itself out, well, i don't bother that much with that anymore. Nobody's perfect, every woman has things about herself that make her feel unfomfortable and it's ... it's now easier to reject that pressure and accept my imperfections than before. I no longer feel as if i'm constantly in overdrive from the testosterone. I'm no longer at war with my own body. My biology is no longer trying to asssassinate me. There's no longer this raging beast inside me and it's such a relief.
I was abused my whole life and told I deserved it. Since my first memories.
I never had a chance at being happy with how I am. How I am is something that was done to me.
Fuck how I am.
