No thank you.

No thanks to the society that raised me to hate myself,

and no thanks to the old politics dudes who wanna take away my bodily autonomy,

which of course they're qualified to decide.

No thanks to the kids that whispered "transgender whore" and "faggot" behind my back in 7th grade and then giggled until they fucking fell over.

No thanks to the intoxicated man who cursed me out in front of the school in 5th grade,

and No thanks to the goddamn old ladies who thought I dressed like a slut.

I'm not going to be thanking the lord, or any of those people who made a couple years of my life a living hell this thanksgiving.

I'm going to thank the planned parenthood workers who get riots outside of their fucking workplaces everyday, cause they do good work.

I'm going to thank the people who care more about trans kids having decent mental health and proper healthcare then them being "to young to know" or "indoctrinated".

I'm going to thank the hand full of good people left in this shit hole we call home.