choreomania
Bio
i'm a a queer writer, poet, cat lover, and author. i'm passionate about psychology, human rights, and creating places where lgbt+ youth and young adults feel safe, represented, and supported.
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Stories (95/0)
la delfina
Inside a large dolphinarium, a bottlenose dolphin swallows a fish, oblivious to its observers on the other side of the glass. A Boy, small and wiry, taps on the glass with one chubby finger. He opens his mouth, and then closes it, mimicking the movements of a fish as a dolphin's eyes follow him. Nearby, a the water in a fountain ripples with each toss of a coin, littered with metal, entertaining the zoo's guests. It isn't uncommon for attendees of the dolphinarium to record or photograph. In fact, the mammals have grown quite accustomed to entertaining humans, and are often rewarded with eels or fish. Suki prefers fish. She watches The Boy outside the glass as he runs back and forth, laughing to himself. Dolphins cannot understand human speech, but speak to them anyway in ways that appeal to both. Humans are very easily entertained: and this makes them foolish. The Boy tilts up his head, speaking loudly to the ceiling after tossing a penny into a fountain.
By choreomania2 years ago in Fiction
Joanne Rowling & The Ink Black Heart
This article contains mentions of transphobia, homophobia, and spoilers about the novel The Ink Black Heart. ------ Like many other people my age, I grew up with Harry Potter. It existed before I was born, and, like many loyal fans, I'd hoard the series: supporting the creator by buying merchandise, visiting theme parks, and going to see the movies when they were released. I remember finding solace in the community, and the characters, as if they were real friends of mine. In my teenage years, I'd spend far too much time writing fanfictions of the Harry Potter universe - which is embarrassing to admit now, but brought me comfort at the time. As a neurodivergent, mostly friendless person in middle and high school, reading was my escape: reading about people like me, people I related to, people I wanted to be like. Something as big as the Potter universe moulded my childhood, and gave me something to look forward to when I felt there was nothing else.
By choreomania2 years ago in Fiction
Let's talk about Gender Appropriation
Recently, someone on the glorious world of the Internet accused me, a transgender man, of appropriating gender. Though I knew the meaning of the word appropriation, I was confused as to how it related to gender, so I found myself pages deep into the controversial topic of gender appropriation. At the basis, this person was telling me I'm pretending to be a man, while not actually being one. This is as transphobic as it is incorrect, and I'll explain why.
By choreomania2 years ago in Pride
Social media is killing our mental health.
As of January 2022, there were 4.8 billion social media users around the world.* Out of all of the social media apps that exist, Facebook is by far the most widely used, with more than two and a half million monthly users. Don't get me wrong: social media has its perks. With each of these, though, comes a problem that I think makes social media much more toxic than helpful. I've always been an avid social media user - but recently deleted my Facebook due to the toll it was taking on me emotionally. It's the biggest networking site in the world. It's going to come with some issues.
By choreomania2 years ago in Psyche
post-modern anxiety
i want to leave you. i don't really know how to talk about it: how to sit down in front of you to explain myself without completely losing the ability to speak at all. i feel like i'm not heard, or seen, or valued beyond someone who just cooks and cleans. i don't remember the last time i felt valued. most days, it feels like we're only still together out of convenience. there's no romance left, there's no affection. most nights, we don't even sleep in the same room. you fall asleep in the living room so often that when you come to bed, i feel like you're intruding. that's not fair. it was your bed first.
By choreomania2 years ago in Confessions