Don't scroll down

Don’t Scroll Down-

The internet is amazing for so many reasons, c’mon.  I remember watching a commercial 15 years ago that said “one day you will give an email address instead of a phone number.”  I laughed.  Yea, the internet is amazing. 

The issue, is this alter ego people  assume that for some reason, has the audacity to say things that they would be punched in the face for in reality. Anonymity is not a positive, when those that chose to hurt, can hide behind it. So what baseline do we judge ourselves with, when determining our childrens  ability to express themselves? How much do you take in when living your life with a trans child?

 Jack Fuck Face wrote under a beautifully written article about a trans child, “Worst form of child abuse.”  (This was my moment of enlightenment.)  This comment I read cut me like blades in my eyes. But, Jack Fuck face would not say that if 2 things had happened.  1. He spent 2 minutes in my house or 2. He was saying that to my face, as I would groin kick him to the point his kids had belly aches. Jack Fuck Face isn’t real.   At what point do you hear the opinions or not?

Another one, was a man being interviewed saying trans kids should be put to death.  Right.  Way to be informed. Even though this shit is stupid, it still hurts!  It hurts because your friends and family hear that crap too!!!

I challenge you to stop scrolling down.  Rolling that thing on your mouse does not change your reality.  The people in your life who accept or do not, will not change by reading others’ stupid ignorant opinions.  I no longer scroll down.

The last time I scrolled down I read “Worst form of child abuse.”  Screw you Jack Fuck Face.  You are as important to my life as I am to yours.  You don’t know me!  Feel free to say that like a gangster!  You don’t know me!  Empower yourself with the fact, their opinion is as relevant as yours is to micro worm farming in Japan.  You don’t know shit about it.

So please stop scrolling down.  We are amazing and equal, and relevant, and happy and healthy as anyone. 

One quick comment.  Have you realised which kid of yours was trans?  Not the fragile one huh?  God did not chose the weaker, fragile child.  He chose the badass!