I was getting excited about my upcoming unbirthday on May 12th, with all these great plans… But these last two months have been a real kick to the balls, haven’t they?
I am a trans ally, which means I feel like I have to speak out when other people are wallowing in douchebaggery.
I’m a gay/lesbian/queer ally, which means I feel like I have to speak out when people are being terrible.
I am anti-racism, anti-bigotry, a feminist (which means I’m anti-misogyny and anti-misandry), and I’m anti-anti-science.
I am a climate change fighter. A compost and sustainability supporter. An animal protection warrior.
And I am lazy as fuck.
So… my unbirthday has not been a priority as I’ve been sucked into the recent horror of horrors. Just so many horrors.
It’s very hard to write cheerful things when it feels like the world is on fire.
So I’m shrinking my unbirthday plans. But I’ll write you guys a porn.
Pax,
~Harper Kingsley
