lesbian-feminist. detransitioned. chronically ill. chronically grouchy.
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rolling with a service dog means being interrupted 1600 times a day with a curt “ma’am where’s your ID” or having to tell off parents encouraging their children to distract my dog who go on to not back off when I say he is on duty and working
i know this is my first week back after finding out that mom died, but i am really really really really irritable
3:01 pm • 1 August 2014 • 2 notes
i’m cranky and emotional and i miss my mom
12:14 pm • 1 August 2014 • 8 notes
the average able-bodied prick can only think of seeing eye dogs
untrained companion dogs have most literally sniffed out cancer, brain bleeds and other medical crises. imagine the fucking possibilities when your dog is trained to your needs. there are dogs that detect seizures, dangerous variations in glucose and more. wow, it’s almost like dogs evolved alongside humans over centuries WHILE WE DOMESTICATED THEM FOR OUR NEEds woah wow such a mystery
next fucking douchebag to laugh at me is getting poked in both eyes
12:13 pm • 1 August 2014 • 14 notes
a grown woman ran over to my service dog as soon as we boarded. i was invisible until i curtly told her my dog was on duty and to leave him be
she started laughing. she actually had hushed laughs with her fucking friends.
12:07 pm • 1 August 2014 • 4 notes
my dog has saved my life so many times that he should be eating filet mignon everybday
3:08 pm • 31 July 2014 • 9 notes
last night i was weepy and feeling awful. then i suddenly thought to google a woman i used to do my gig with. i broke off the business relationship because her insane (het) love life was causing her to justify shortcuts that don’t finish the job well. i considered the sitch a flight risk because of her constant talk about a man saving her from toiling away
my google results tell me she was arrested for assault (the “you stole my boyfriend!!!!1” fight basically) just a couple months ago. my gut instinct fucking rocks
2:00 pm • 31 July 2014 • 7 notes
yesterday i was informed that my mother committed suicide.
right now my family is going through a very difficult time. she was disabled and SSDI (a type of disability payment in the States, for my international readers) pays squat. we’re putting out the money for her cremation and…
please stop reblogging this, i have cancelled the fundraiser. thank you all for the signal boost and thoughts
1:25 pm • 31 July 2014 • 29 notes
you all are very sweet and while i appreciate the kind thoughts and generous gestures, i am not accepting donations nor gifts of any kind. if you’re itching to help in general, feel free to make a donation to a suicide prevention organization of your choosing. :)
again, thank you for all your support.
12:12 pm • 31 July 2014 • 2 notes
people using my words about detransition as a springboard for their own politics on gender make me furious because they always interpret it for their own purposes without contacting me to see if they caught my gist in the first damn place
11:38 am • 31 July 2014 • 5 notes
i started clipping my dog’s new service tag to my shirt straps and today i just realized nobody even bothers to inspect it bc it’s on top of my boob and they’re afraid of sexual harassment lawsuits
having boobs is useful for me for once
11:18 am • 31 July 2014 • 9 notes