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It’s frustrating when your parents just don’t listen. It’s upsetting at the fact that one doesn’t seem to care about who you choose to be.
I am not the child. I am not the child anymore, the child doesn’t need you anymore, I am the young adult that needs you. I am just confused on what to do as someone who wants to be seen as…them. I feel alone and yet I have those that love and care about me.
I don’t want to give up. I went through too much shit to just give up. I have too many things I want to do.
I want to see the snowy tundra.
I want to feel the warm sands of the beach.
I want to be engulfed by the salty waters of the sea and brushed by the branches of the green.
I want to see my friends smile & laugh.
I want to watch my favourite movie.
I want to listen to my favourite songs.
I want to smell & taste my favourite foods.
I want to live. I want to create.
I am not gonna die. I won’t die.
I am a knight who has seen & been through shit. I am not giving up!
I will not give up!
I will live. No matter what.
lights camera action by lana del ray gives me emotions that I can only describe as the need to peel off your skin and rot on the floor so that you never existed in the first place and not in a good way. Iblike the song its a good song and she sings it beautifully but I can't ever listen to it and even coming across it on tiktok is enough to send me into an episode. I don't know if I even saw it on tiktok but its in my head now and I was tryna have a good day but its hard when you feel the need to eat your own spine rn.
Not my usual content, but I made something I wanted to share...
Edit: Now with an ID from @a-captions-blog! Thank you for writing it!
[Art description: A Pokémon-themed comic featuring OP as a Pikachu. Long description follows.
1. The tips of Pikachu’s ears are shown with text that says, ‘I’m a Pikachu / My world is filled with lots of cool stuff. Sometimes it feels like anything is possible!’ Under this is a collage showing a Charizard, a Pidgeotto, a Nidoking, an Eevee, and an Ivysaur, all in the background as the Pikachu looks up in wonder. Text reads, ‘All sorts of types, all sorts of attacks, all sorts of Pokemon.’
2. Text says, ‘But...only two ways a Pikachu’s tail could look.’ Two boxes in the upper corners show the male and female Pikachu tails, respectively. The male has a rectangular end to his tale, and the female has a heart-shaped end to hers. Text continues, ‘So then, what am I?’ A large drawing of the narrator Pikachu is shown, with an arrow pointing to their tail, whose end is split somewhat like scissors and doesn’t match either the male or female drawing above.
3. Text says, ‘Too pointy to be [female], too much of a V-shape to be [male]. I thought there was something wrong with me.’ Under this are three cascading panels showing the Pikachu from below at an angle emphasizing their tail. The second panel shows mel further away, and in the final panel she have disappeared entirely. Text on the panels reads, ‘I felt / very, very, very / alone.’
4. Text says, ‘But then, something happened. I found others like me.’ The art shows the narrator reaching out to another Pikachu. Under this are three other Pikachu. One has a rounded tail, one has a tail that has been stitched up to be rectangular, and one has a tail with a slight spike at the tip.
5. Closeups are shown of each of the tails from the previous panel, with text that says, ‘Round tails, scarred tails, spiky tails.’ Under this is a drawing of the Pikachu all hugging with lightning coming from their cheeks. Text reads, ‘They told me nothing was wrong with me, and I wasn´t alone anymore.’
6. Text says, ‘There are many ways a Pikachu’s tail can look. I’ve heard there’s at least over 30 different variations.’ Under this are two panels. The first panel shows the narrator lying on their back on a background of male and female symbols. Text reads, ‘Some days are still hard.’ In the second panel, the Pikachu with the scarred tail is shown with text that says, ‘My friend tells me her tail used to look just like mine. It was taken from her.’
8. The narrator is shown sitting and looking upwards. Text reads, ‘Some trainers won’t accept Pikachu that aren’t [male] or [female]. They alter our tails without our consent. But things are getting better. We are making change. We’re fighting so that our tails will be left alone.’ Under this is a panel showing the four Pikachu running happily towards the right. Text reads, ‘We’re all on a spectrum. Every tail looks different; anything is possible.’
The final text reads, ‘This is a comic about intersex people.’ The watermark in the lower right says @ PostManic. \End descriptions