Notices by Jasmine running (jasmine@chaosfem.tw), page 3

i know i was bitten by a trans partner once, twelve years ago. that's before they came out, but still

who among us can truly say that we were never bitten by a trans person

there's just gotta be a pretty decent amount of evidence readily available to support the hypothesis that transness can spread by being bitten, right?

oops i accidentally my hair volume

that's may 2016 and may 2025

it's funny how i'm only smiling in one of the pictures, and it's the one where i've just spent two years trying to be a man for the first time in my then 33 years long life. but i also look so miserable

i started transitioning in 2022

don't forget to take your vitamins! ✨

(transition timeline)

it's like i'm back to 2011 or 2012 when i could only relax on weekends since during work hours people that scared me were at work and could potentially be doing the scary things

there'll be no bad news during the weekend. i can relax now and then monday morning i'll pick up where i left off with the constant state of almost panicking YAY

we never say i love you or i missed you in my family, never i like you or i care about you.

i say it to my kid all the time, because i do and i want him to feel it always. but my parents and siblings—never! i can't remember it being said even when i was a child, at least not after i was old enough to begin elementary school or so

chat is that normal?

i think i just figured out the constant minimisation of how hard things have been for me.

it's because allistic people measure your suffering by how bad it makes them feel. and i work very hard to make everyone feel comfortable around me. when i talk about things that are really painful i even make an extra effort

the problem is that they are confusing their own feelings with mine. they aren't using empathy or theory of mind

it's incredibly ironic

i'm honestly beginning to suspect that there isn't a "double empathy" problem, and in reality allistic people are just way more susceptible to projecting their own internal states onto others—which in many ways is the opposite of empathy

happy monday everyone! who likes mondays 🥰

mondays are a nice addition to any week, adding some much needed diversity. for many it's going to be the first day of the week, which is an essential day if you want your week to actually begin. without mondays we would be stuck in limbo after the previous week ended, a perpetual midnight

having coffee in the garden, still just spring temperatures

my childhood wishes strong enough that i would focus on them when i was about to fall asleep, hoping that i would dream they were true:

• being a unicorn
• being able to fly
• being a girl

my childhood wishes strong enough that after i succeeded in dreaming they were true, i would keep trying to dream it again and again:

• being a girl

my childhood wishes that it brought me much pain that they never came true:

• being a girl

i'm so proud of you ♥️

"biological sex" makes it sound like cis people don't have sensuality or eroticism but only like… test tube breeding

i'd prefer romantic sex over biological sex please

What wouldn't surprise me would on the other hand be if this is reflected in the statistics of who gets injured in traffic.

I've been waiting for this and just now it happened—someone on a bicycle collided with me! Luckily nobody got hurt even in the slightest.

Why have I expected this? Well, when I changed my everyday presentation to "femme" (trying to be she/her-ed by default) in July 2023, people started giving me less and less personal space out on the biking and walking paths. Mopedists, bicyclists, runners, walkers—even roller skiers—they all started passing me closer and closer.

I always walk very autistically on the left side, close to the edge of the path, so people passing me have lots of space at their disposal. I also noticed a pattern where they'd give me even less space if they were passing me from behind. So I'm pretty sure that this is about being read as a woman.

The personal space I get has kept decreasing. The last few months I've even had to take a step to the left to not get hit by the handlebar for a handful of male bicyclists trying to go around me from in front of me where I can see their approach.

And today the diminishing trend finally reached zero, as a male bicyclist coming from behind me hit me with his handlebar.

I've known about and researched and worked against so many misogynistic patterns in social spaces, ever since I started doing practical feminism as part of my daily activism and work in politics. But this thing about being granted less and less space on walking paths because of transitioning, until people eventually start colliding into me—that one still came as a surprise.

give a man a fish and he'll ask how you got it; teach a man to fish and he'll mansplain fishing to you the whole time

exploring my witch identity with 5yo after he told a preschool teacher two days ago that I'm a GOOD witch. he inserted that adjective himself.

i'm the kind of witch that helps people by solving their unsolvable problems. that's my witchcraft. i can talk to trees and ask for knowledge. i'm a witch of knowing many things. i can make boys and girls into girls or boys or something else and back again. and i was told i needed to be a boy when i was a little girl and eventually i did it because everyone was nagging me. but then i was never happy again until now—and do you know why?

"because you had a child, and that was me"