The most admirable quality of Scorpio is how well they take care of their energy. They know that energy is limited, and they’re careful on who and what they invest their energy to. They’re really good at not letting meaningless people affect them if they find them unimportant.
Aries in particular struggles with controlling their energy. They don’t feel that their energy has limits, but it does, and they usually learn through exhausting experiences. It’s hard for Aries for move on unaffected by others, for their energy can often pop off out of nowhere.
I will say that one thing Aries excels at over Scorpio is the ability to accept vulnerability and how to act during it. Due to their impulsivity, they’re constantly in a state of vulnerability. A Scorpio wouldn’t dare to be vulnerable. Scorpio’s scared of vulnerability.
Fun History Fact: The overwhelming majority of cowboys in the U.S. were Indigenous, Black, and/or Mexican persons. The omnipresent white cowboy is a Hollywood studio concoction meant to uphold the mythology of white masculinity.
Thank you.
I will always re-blog this
I think it was high school when i overheard some white girl put on her best semi-disgusted and confused voice and go “why do so many Mexicans dress up like cowboys?” and I had to be the person to tell her.
Why do you think the whites say buckero? Cause they couldn’t say vaquero.
I dunno if I reblogged this before but fuck it, y’all gon learn today.
Teach the children.
also, cowboy culture was hella gay. like, write-poems-about-your-cowboy-partner gay.
IF people acknowledge it, they play the necessity card– there weren’t any women out on the range, so they had to “resort to men.” this claim completely erases 1) the romantic (not just sexual) writings of actual cowboys, 2) the acknowledgement of cowboys’ potential homosexual activity by writers at the time, and 3) the possibility that some men would deliberately become cowboys with the intent to seek out homosexual encounters.
no one wants to admit it, but cowboy culture was just. so inherently gay.
My experience with gender dysphoria is kinda like If You Give A Mouse A Cookie.
It’s not that I always have this constant drive to be female, or that it’s just a thing that randomly comes and goes. It’s more like a constant push in the direction of presenting more femininely.
So if I’m clean shaven, I’m gonna want to put together a nice outfit to go with how nice and smooth my face and legs look (and it might as well be a feminine outfit – that’s what nice looks like, yeah?). If you give me a nice outfit, I’ll want to do my nails and put on some makeup. If I’m in nail polish and makeup, I look pretty nice, and almost like a girl – if only my Adam’s apple was gone and I had some breasts, that’d really complete the look. At that point, I also start getting dysphoric about my shoulders. And if I’m going that far, I should really get facial feminization surgery, otherwise my face isn’t gonna fit with the rest of me. (I understand cute outfits and makeup aren’t every girl’s cup of tea, but this is just about my experience)
It isn’t that I always want to have breasts and rearrange my facial features. When I’m presenting 100% male, those things aren’t even on my mind, and honestly I don’t even want them. After all, if I have facial hair to worry about still, breasts aren’t gonna make me look like a girl; they’ll just make my gender presentation look kinda mixed. So gender dysphoria is kind of a sliding scale.
I say all this because I’ve never seen anyone else say anything like it, but I know I’m not the only trans person whose dysphoria gets worse when I get closer to my ideal presentation, and I wish I’d known about that when I was still trying to figure things out. I thought the reason I didn’t feel very dysphoric was because I wasn’t transgender – it turned out that I just hadn’t been allowed to present femininely enough to really feel how strong the dysphoria got as I moved along the sliding scale.
So, I hope this helps someone. Thanks for coming to my essay.
reblog to help a trans follower understand themselves
“The Man Who Killed Hitler and then The Bigfoot” is the most powerful movie title i have ever seen and i fear that actually watching the movie when it comes out will kill me
nothing can improve this
This shit is revolutionary. I didn’t wake up this morning thinking I’d see something so groundbreaking
I must watch it
so; I spent the last 10(???) years doing script edits on this with the screenwriter, who I originally met via his webcomic back in the every-comic-has-a-forum days. it’s a fucking romp, and I’m still in some kind of shock that it’s finally coming to fruition, and I absolutely cannot wait for everyone to see it.
I’ve had to keep quiet about this for so long, like, please, know the agony of not being able to talk about a movie called The Man Who Killed Hitler And Then The Bigfoot
EY GUESS WHO’S GOING TO THE UK PREMIERE THIS WEEKEND
bongdanceking 