It’s empty. And I’m parking this here so people understand why.

I got tired of constantly being triggered on here. I got tired of not being able to come on here without making myself cry because you all are so fucking beautiful and you struggle and I can’t help. I can’t do this anymore. I try to and I just can’t. I get so much hate mail and I know I should just ignore it but some of it has been triggering panic attacks and I can’t do this and deal with life at the same time.

This is my last Dear Cis People post. I guess it would be inappropriate to not thank the people who have come here and tried to help me. Cameron, first of all, if you’re reading this, you’re fucking awesome. Secondly, to everyone who came and followed Dear Cis People, thank you. We were 19,000 strong by the end of it.

You’re all awesome. And now a poem I once saw on a bathroom wall that somehow seems appropriate to end on:

Roses are Red

Gender is Performative

Mass Market Romance

Is heteronormative

Wish you were queer.