On the left is Richie, my fiancé, about a year and a half into our relationship and pre-t. He had come out as trans to me about a few months prior to that. On the right is Richie 4 years later and almost 3 years on testosterone. We’ve been together almost 5 years now and his birthday is coming up.
I created a secret top surgery fund for him in hopes to surprise him for his birthday on August 30th. I’m not at all expecting $5000 to be raised by then, in fact, I don’t have any kind of expectation towards the amount raised before his birthday. I just wanted to get this started for him as a surprise to remind him that there are so many people that love him and support him and are wishing him a happy birthday and I know any amount donated would be the best birthday surprise he could ever receive.
Right now, Richie doesn’t believe that top surgery will ever be a reality for him and I want to change that incredibly dangerous mind set. A whopping 41% of trans* people commit suicide. Richie’s dysphoria, negativity and hopelessness has been growing at an alarming rate. I want to do everything I can to prevent and/or limit the amount of pain he has to deal with on a daily basis. Top surgery would undoubtably eliminate a big chunk of it.
Richie has been medically transitioning for almost 3 years. He has identified as trans for about 4 years. In that time, he has seen so many of his friends within the community get top surgery and it has been a silent struggle for him. He has become more reclusive, isolated and depressed. I don’t want Richie to ever feel inhibited by his body and/or isolated because of it. This year for his birthday, I want him to truly believe that top surgery is entirely possible for him and unquestionably going to happen in the near future. I can’t do that alone, so I’m reaching out to his family, friends, my followers on tumblr, as well as any kind strangers who may know what it feels like to deal with dysphoria or just want to help out an amazing guy who has done so much for others. I honestly can’t imagine anything better than knowing that we all helped make it possible for him to live happily, authentically and without fear or insecurity of his identity, by contributing to the single most liberating and defining moment in his life. I know top surgery will change his life forever and I know that it is something that will give him back that contagious spark and thirst for life that he used to have and remind him that he once thought the world was beautiful and it still is.
Please spread the word by reblogging and if you’re capable of donating anything, you have no idea how much it is appreciated. No amount is too little so please do not feel embarrassed if you can only donate a dollar or two, I’m still just as humbled by your generosity.
For those of you who have already donated and/or have been reblogging and sharing this with your followers or friends, I am forever indebted to you all.The link to donate:http://www.gofundme.com/topsecrettopsurgery
I’m scared of the future. And I’m excited. It’s that weird feeling where you just can’t wait to see what happens. It might be heavy shit coming your way. You might be able to block it, or it might hit you in the face and make you tear up a bit. Those people you love might be there. They might not, might not even love you back. Hell, they might die. Thats the shroud the future holds. But im still willing to take a step into the drapery.
Spread this shit like wildfire
Are you fucking kidding me, Tumblr? Can this shit stop already?
The top image is a drawing by Nation of Amanda. You remember, the one whose "I want to pet all the dogs" and "I want all the cats to love me best" designs were reblogged ad infinitum with the credit removed by thoughtless Tumblr users, ultimately being completely co-opted by some uncreative twit who was more than happy to take credit for the several thousand reblogs she received for stealing someone else’s idea.
Amanda made a third thing in that series, the sloth pictured at the top. This was the rough concept art which I thought was too funny to redraw, and she put it in that frame and hung it on the wall, posting the picture to Tumblr.
That was four months ago. Four months, that’s all it takes, apparently.
Because then someone modified her design into a tattoo. To their credit, they asked for permission and gave Amanda full credit when they posted the picture on Tumblr. But, of course, it’s Tumblr, so their crediting Amanda as being the one who came up with it in the first place was erased by the couple thousand people who reblogged it afterwards.
Enter Look Human. These walking pieces of human excrement saw either Amanda’s design or the tattoo inspired from it, and went ahead and stole the concept outright to sell on t-shirts and iPhone cases.
Amanda hasn’t even seen this yet. She’s at work. She’s going to come home from a ten-hour shift (yeah, we’re not all so fortunate as to get to steal other peoples’ intellectual property for sale in our fucking web store) and this is what she’s gonna see. And she’s going to cry, I know she is, and I’m going to have to console her and tell her it’s okay.
But, you know what? It’s not okay. It’s absolutely not okay. You talentless, uncreative fuckwads at Human should be absolutely ashamed of yourselves. Seriously, fuck off and die.