The Light Project
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Thread Topic: The Light Project
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Are you bullied, discriminated, or abused for being who you are? Are you a part of the LGBTQ+ community? Here, you will find a place full of love, support, and other people just like you. You will hear many other stories, and we've all gone through similar things. We will help, love, and support each other. If you are still confused about your sexuality or gender, make another account and be anonymous. You are welcome here.
The creators of this group are Care and Ashton. This will be a shared account.
I am transgender, female to male. I understand how you may feel. Care is gender fluid. We both understand.
If you would like to become a counselor, please give us a way to contact you. I have Kik, Ashton5SOS2002. I may not answer right away, but you can kik me anytime.
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Care is Agender*
And I have email.
caripowell[@]gmail.com
Feel free to contact me at anytime. -
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This is cool, although I haven't really seen any need for it on gtq. The whole site is pretty openly accepting of various sexualities and genders. Again, the support's cool, and this is a good idea, but gtq may not be a site that needs it.
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We know, it's nore for people struggling outside of GTQ. Sometimes it's hard to talk to people about it, even on here, so we offered the anonymous thing. It's also or people who aren't sure. It's just a place to help, and talk about experiences, just in case. This is also something I've asked a teacher to help me start at my school.
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.o. holy shlt, this is awesome.
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I'm loving the thread, cool idea!
I'm agender and pansexual. I just want to leave this here because I know everyone's coming out story is different. When I came out to my mom it was the weirdest experiences of my life, only for the fact that we were in the middle of an argument about transgenders. It was a very heated discussion with a lot of yelling, a little bit of crying because I was dying over the fact that she was blatantly disregarding my gender (before I told her). I don't really blame my mom for her views because she grew up in a different time so she isn't very educated on the matter, but what I can be angry about is the fact that she refused to learn or accept that so many different types of genders existed. When it got to the point where she was ignoring my valid points and repeating the same s--- over and over again I blurted out that I'm agender. This was the weird part because we we're both silent unsure of what I just said out loud uncertain of where to go next. This calmed her down tremendously, instead of being angry she was curious and slightly scared. We skirted around the topic of me, continuing our discussion. It wasn't until the next morning tat she brought it up, the first thing she asked me was if I wasn't to transition, because we don't have the money to go on vacation more or less change me to the opposite gender. I told her I was good with my body and tried my best to explain to her how my gender "worked". She's still very closed minded about it but she's a bit more accepting of me being me. If I want you guys to take on thing from this, it's to never come out when you're in the middle of an argument. You're upset and you blurt it out, but sometimes doesn't help you feel better, in fact you feel worse. A lot of words can be said when people are upset, scathing words that in a moment of weakness can't be taken back. My advice is to wait. -
Being one of the 'creators' of this thread/project, I'll put my "coming out" story. I'm pansexual and agender.
It was a Friday, but we had off of school for some reason. I had already come out to my friends as Pan. (This was before I realized I was agender) My friend, Bobbi, had said that I shoudn't hide. My parents are extremely religious. They disapprove of homosexuality, same sex marriage, transgender nd non-cisgendered people. Not to say they hated them, or are rude towards them, they just don't approve. Well, it was morning, and I walked downstairs. I don't know why I decide to, I didn't plan it at all. I just looked at them and said. "I have to tell you something."
My mom nodded.
Mom: Alright, what is it...?
I looked at them both and started stuttering.
"W-well, I-I... I'm.. Bisexual..."
My mom started crying. Honestly, it felt like my heart shattered. She started crying, because she was sad. She told me I was being swayed by te devil.
My dad, to his credit, said he didn't care. He was okay with it. Someties he shows otherwise lately though.
Despite, all of this though. My parents do, sometimes say hurtful things. Mostly my mom, but they're semi-okay with me being me.
My grandmother is the best though. I thought she'd be the worst to tell, because she's older (my parents are kind of young), so she grew up in a different, less accepting time. But she's the most accepting of it all. She doesn't treat me different or act different. So, not everytime people come out, it ends badly. Sometimes, there will be that one person who accepts you. I hope you all have that person in your lives as well. -
I love this idea. And I support it because I am bisexual and bullied everyday.
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I just realized that email is wrong.
caripowell998[@]gmail.com ** -
I love these responses. Oh my God.
I started showing the signs of being transgender when I was a todler. I loved all things monster trucks, video games, race cars, and football, all things boy. When I was two, I told my mom that if I were to ever grow boobs I'd kill myself. I also said that when everyone dies I'll cut my hair and be a boy. My biological parents didn't do a thing about it. They didn't care. They didn't want me to be trans. My biological dad committed suicide shortly after that, and I've always said that it was my fault. I don't know. I went to the store with my biological mom, and I ran to the boys' section. My biological mom was abusive. She ran after me, grabbed me by the throat, and beat me in the middle of the store. Long story short, I went to a foster home and was adopted at the age of 10. I told my adoptive mom everything, and they were in shock. They didn't like it at first. That was until they saw how badly I needed to be a boy. I had just recently gotten my name changed to Ashton, a boy hair cut, and boys' clothes. I'm bullied at school constantly, but that's just a part of it. -
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This Project is owned by me now. Not that it has much use, appearently. I'm changing the "shared" account password.
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It's been changed.
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