I found out today that a friend of most(!) of my friends, someone I didn't know, was detransitioned to death. The story is available if you want to find it. It's not mine to tell.
That said? The people who did this should have holes put in their fucking heads and be dragged through the streets in sacks.
Transphobes are murderers whether or not they raise a hand, or even say a fucking /word/ against us. Their hands are all red with fucking blood. Their souls are withered husks.
I am of the mind now that the only option is overwhelming, outrageous violence. If they walk away under their own power they must be maimed beyond recognition. Take fingers. Gouge eyes. Embody the Doom Slayer, because there is no other god of sufficient wrath.
And I'm done with the fucking cis "allies". I haven't been able to go two days without running into Nazis pulling guns on us in public, a new expose of just how fucking stacked against us fucking everything is, and now a dead girl I never met or heard of, but was only a SINGLE FUCKING JUMP removed from.
This isn't even the /first/. Last year, last fucking year, it was Elise Malory.
And what do the cis people in my life do? They sing to their stupid tiny dog that shits everywhere and bites all the other dogs for no reason, and they talk about how I have it /so good/ because I don't have a job (because of disability) and just laze around all day (false as fuck).
I have a hate like an oxyacetylene flame. I have a head full of names written in blood. I have enemies all around and no respite from hostility and violence. I have a community they're killing in plain fucking sight and no one even sheds a fucking tear.
If a transphobe has an unbroken bone in their body, it had better be because you're taking it for a FUCKING trophy. Good fucking night.