In Accordance to Rainbows.

I am Mitchel. 21 years on me. INFP, Pan, transgender, genderqueer and male. I like dinosaurs, kittens, rainbows, and hugs. I post a lot of Homestuck, and the rest is whatever I feel like (aka: what leaves me giggling for hours). You may know me as that awkward Tavros cosplayer, or as the nerdy transboy who trips a lot and has a speech impediment. I also am super involved in the trans community outside of tumblr, so my ask box is always open on that subject if you need a buddy <3.
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Loss and family love. I’m sad to lose them. It’s hurts to see their words against me and to feel the growing fear of being near them. But I’m relieved too. I’ll never have to nurse that inkling of discomfort I felt while visiting them. 

My aunt and uncle found out that I was participating in a drag show (They think as a stage hand- but I’m actually in it). They called my parents, and insisted I be forbidden from doing this, and from associating from this sort of folk (My closest and truest friends). 

I spend every Easter at their home.  I am still invited to come, but I can not go. They aren’t exactly known for dealing with their issues with words and kindness.  It’s not safe for me anymore. It probably never was. It’s a strange feeling… just a skip off of numb into confused and hurt and tired.

I never thought it would happen so soon.