stacey

so many examples in downtown toronto. it saddens me. walking hand in hand with my gf on the boardwalk and having “lez-be-friends” yelled at us; dressed for a night at the orchestra waiting to cross the street at the intersection holding hands and having a car a car slow down to yell something about “___ cute ___”; being followed into the subway (again while holding hands) with someone muttering behind us “no dick is no fun, no dick is no fun, no dick is no fun”.

why is it okay to treat people like this? i shunned my body for decades by hiding under ill-fitting clothes just to avoid unwanted attention. so sick of cheating myself out of feeling attractive and not dressing the way my beautiful body deserves to be dressed.

so disgusted that to wear clothes that fit me properly means i become a target for the bad behaviour of others.