Chicago transplant to the Bay looking' to connect with other queers & explore together. Slowly finding my footing in this part of the world. It's been three-ish years…
I'm transgender and my pronouns are the gender-neutral they/them/their, white, Roma/Romani, queer, disabled, et.al.
I'm interested in essays and poetry, Twitter and politics, food justice and cooking, activism, community, self-love and care. I'm deeply loyal, quick to open up, surprisingly sensitive, although a bit rough around the edges.
I find a sense of accomplishment and know-how while cooking that contributes quite a bit to my sense of well-being. I consider myself a home cook and a wanna-be chef, but I'm mostly interested in the intersections of food justice, sustainability, access, and the ability of food to both build and nurture community. I'm not a natural caretaker, but I take a deep interest in being able to provide sustenance for those around me. I love food and I love how it can bring people together.
The above makes me sound a lot more woo than I am, but sometimes you gotta ignore that self-doubt and just be real about how certain things make you feel.
I love to read, write, garden, cook, play games and solve puzzles. I debate, a lot, not because I'm interested in academics or abstractions, but because politics and history and society are real things that effect me and the people I'm close to. Sometimes when people disagree with me they act like I think this is all some sort of pissing game where I'm trying to prove how much I know and how right I think I am. It's not. It's life or fucking death for some people and if you think you're edgy or smart or boundary pushing because you don't challenge oppression or white supremacy, you're really not. That shit is supported by hundreds of years of concerted effort. So get out of here with that bull.
I struggle to self-summarize and say what I'm doing because so much of what I'm doing is internal work, building community or other semi-intangible things and our culture teaches us to quantify our lives in really problematic terms. I mostly spend my time being poor, working on a farm, cooking food for and with people, processing with friends, being real with my awesome housemates, always trying to do better and make real and important strides against my internalized racism, sexism, ableism, et cetera, and connect with new people and build my awesome community here in the Bay.
I'm a prison and work abolitionist. Anti-capitalist and honestly surprised you're not, too. Can you really not think of a less coercive system? Are you really that into what we're doing? I'm just not. I'm invested in the eradication of white supremacy and whiteness and toxic masculinity. Totally down to chat (in person) about what that looks like. Dedicated to anti-racist struggles and always looking to show up and do better.
Vaguely identify as transhumanist, but not in a shitty white geek way. I'm disabled and slowly dealing with my internalized shit on that front. Doing away with ableist language is by no means the last oppression I'm attempting to do away with, but it's definitely the latest. I'm queer and non-gendered. Non-monogamous. Kinky. "Leftist radical". Y'know...
Oh, I daydream about living in the woods with people who I love and love me and I totally get that is a super privileged daydream to have.