Etsy has f-cked with me for the last time. After banning my ‘Funky Human Female’ shirts last month, I’ve now received notice that my ‘De-Trans Awareness’ and ‘Believe De-Transitioners—First Do No Harm’ shirts are removed.
My name is Laura Becker, and I’m a 26 year old de-transitioned woman.
The radical activists, liars, and manipulators will try to gaslight us that our experiences are singular, discrete, and not universal. But the case study of my life is existential. Read my experiences and see if this sounds similar to someone you know, your own distressed child,… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
Yes, it IS about social outcasts getting special attention in a narcissistic manner (due to an internal void and lack of meaning.)
It is a pseudo way to feel unique, seen, respected, powerful, without earning it. It won’t create purpose.
People who have felt alienated (often autistic, mentally ill, or who have attachment wounds) use gender labels and pronouns to gain social credit and feel empowered.
Being quirky (accompanied by shame from rejection) can now be transmuted into a positive attribute.
With non-binary, you can transform shame into pride for being different, not fitting in, and have an excuse for any rejections as “phobia” instead of a natural consequence of poor social skills.
🧵One thing that triggered me to take my 1st Twitter break was that my Etsy store has started being targeted by TRAs.
I received these harassing messages a day before most of my feminist listings were forcibly deactivated by Etsy for supposedly violating their policy.
All of these items, with only these 2 designs were deactivated by Etsy. 1. 100% Groovy, 100% Woman 2. Funky Human Female
What is quite fascinating is that I have a similar design that did not get removed, in fact, it is the EXACT SAME design as Funky Human Female, but can you guess the difference?
Funky Human MALE. *This* design did NOT get removed, although it is identical. I wonder why? 😑
Deep 🧵 on Healing from CPTSD and Making a Case For Forgiving Myself From Shame
I just through a detailed analysis of the argument for forgiving myself for my poor choices and shameful behaviors during middle, high school, early college, and late college.
My conclusion is that I did the best I could at each stage for an immature kid with social emotional… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
I started healing at age 22. It was the first in many layers of maturing that needed to happen.
-I got diagnosed with ptsd
-I de-transitioned and accepted myself as a female
-I finally took the leap of faith to declare an art major so I could graduate college
-I began… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
For me, the cptsd feels like I was repeatedly stabbed in the brain with a knife and parasites got in and nestled and I can’t get them out. And that I deserved it for being weak.
And that the last stabbing (rock bottom) opened up every other wound, and I just live with brain… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
Me coping: it adds to my lore. Another future dissertation of wisdom.
Mostly it’s a disability though.
Luckily I can still function in every other way and actually be successful. Because I’m not inherently flawed or broken, I thrive apart from the injuries I have which were… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…
In good times, it feels like a weight of buzzing or mild irritation, always there. In the bad times it feels like parasites writhing around and freaking out, but there’s nothing to be done except relax your body. I’m grateful I can cry so much. I cry often multiple times per day.… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…