remembering that kakashi was fuckign 26 years old when he got assigned team seven is blowing my mind right now. I was naruto’s age when I got sucked into this shit and now I’m kakashi’s and like,,,I get it. my man got assigned the generation’s WORST of the WORST gremlin children and he did the best he fuckin’ could. he nearly dies on every mission because sasuke refuses to go to anger management and naruto is so dumb he probably can’t even read. he’s got like 7 summons that are dogs and he could be spending all his time with them but is he/?? no. he’s got a sharingan making him so Perpetually Exhausted it’s a straight up medical condition and he has to spend all his free time restraining the two finalists of Konoha’s Next Top Orphan from getting people killed instead of like….teaching them. 26 years old and all that unbelievable bullshit. god. and!! then when he finally gets to take a fucking nap they make him hokage I honestly can’t believe he did it. wasn’t even 30 fucking years old. I can’t believe he didn’t leave the damn village himself.
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noah fence but i love all that cheesy romantic bullshit! love letters, jewelry with your s/o’s name on it, making playlists for each other…that’s my aesthetic bitch!
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reblog this to give every trans kid strength for the holidays
to all trans kids: i love you and the world would be much worse without you
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It’s my opinion that like if a white supremacist/Nazi is going to be reformed. They need to do so willingly. The only times I’ve heard of successful rehabilitation of fascists is when they made the conscious decision to no longer be one anymore and seek atonement. People who try to like hug and change fascists that don’t want to change are fucking morons
Correct. I was crypto-facist for a few years, and the people trying to hug me didnt change me because at that point I wouldnt have listened. It was only when I started to see the movement for what it was that I was finally able to listen.
I’m not derailing your addition but I’m horrified you’re only 18. When did you become a fasc?
Yeah trust me it *is* horrifying. I’m ashamed of who I was and I think my only atonement is to talk about how damn easy it is to become one when you’re young.
This is gonna be a long post.
For a little bit of background, I am a mixed race person, half brown and half white. I was raised in a Muslim family and am still closeted around them.
I started to have issues with Islam at around 12 or so, when I first started to get the idea that I might be gay. Now I never would have admitted that was my reason. If you had asked me I probably would have said “logic” or something. Because of that I went hard into atheism and atheist circles.
Now people hate to admit this but ex-Muslim spaces are predominantly right wing. Ex-Muslims often see the left as “too tolerant” towards a religion that hurt them. This was the only community I had though, and I read through everything. I was 13.
The other thing that people hate to admit is that, especially when you’re young, being mixed race is so damn hard. If I acted “too white”, following my mother’s German/Austrian traditions, I was accused of hiding my true nature. But if I acted “too brown” I was just another camel jockey. So I hid my “Indian” customs from others and tried passing as white. Especially online.
So I’m not saying this is all youtube’s fault or anything. I was raised to believe that the brown half of my family was lesser and stupid. And with my hatred of Islam, I believed it doubly.
Then came Anita Sarkeesian. I was watching pewdiepie and from there my recommendations were all set. If I’m remembering the pipeline it was pewdiepie - Philip Defranco - Chris Ray Gun (sp?) - Thunderfoot - Sargon - etc. But I was pretty much acquainted with all of the right wing youtube of the day.
Funnily enough, I found her through Thunderfoot. That got me into antifeminism, and more specifically, GamerGate.
I was primarily on the subreddits KIA (Kotaku In Action) and TIA (Tumblr In Action). Both made fun of the SJWs. I kid you not, I would gleefully wait for “Sanity Sunday”, where the people would talk about how feminism is disgusting, cultural appropriation is fake, the wage gap isnt real, etc. I would scroll through this tag for hours.
I got most of my youtube recommendations from those subreddits. This led me from GamerGate to more fascist lines of thinking, such as watching videos about why BLM is a terrorist organization, why all muslims were evil rapists, and why I was fundamentally right to reject my Indian heritage and follow my “correct” heritage.
From here I delved into “race realism”, and I believed it all. I had to. This was the only community I had felt safe in. One of the fash guys even offered to shack me up at his house if my parents kicked me out for being atheist. I was 15.
To say that again, I was 15 and believed that white was right, blue lives matter, “we wuz kangs”, etc. I never would have called myself a fascist or a Nazi. How could I? I used my brown skin as a token, so that people could point to me and say: “See, we aren’t misogynistic and racist! We have this brown girl right here.” But I believed in all the things the Nazis did. I’m not going to pretend I didn’t. I will never pretend I didn’t.
But then something happened. I admitted to myself, and to a few others, that I was gay. And suddenly, the homophobia that I had molded myself in, it didn’t fit right. I happened to, by accident, click on the reddit thread of GamerGhazi, the opposition to GamerGate. And after a long bout of introspection I found out that they were accepting of gay people, that the things I had been experiencing were common, that maybe, just maybe, we didn’t need a white ethnostate.
I don’t want to be dramatic but that accidental click saved my life.
From there it was a road of recovery. I deleted all my old accounts, made new ones, and started to read leftist theory. I found better friends, cut out old people. So now, just about two years later, I’m healing.
I think that’s everything. I probably got some times and dates wrong because I’ve been trying to move on from it. But if you need more info or anything like that, please let me know.
Reblogging for anyone who’s struggling with being an ex-fascist. Feel free to message me as well, I know how scary it can be.
Reblogging because, if this shows up often enough, maybe it will be someone else’s accidental click
^^This person was brave enough to share their struggle and their road. Honor that by reblogging.
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This is for…everybody.
This is for the depressed whose mind forces you that you can no longer go on because it’s all useless and worthless, you are not your depression. You are not why it is so hard to get up in the morning. You are not the negative thoughts that keep you awake at night. You are not the missed opportunities you have slept through because sleep seems like the only escape. You are not tears you try to hide when you go in the shower. You are not the emptiness you feel when you’re supposed to be happy over beautiful things. You are not your depression. You are a person with depression, you’re still a person and you’re alive and you still have hope to heal, to have a beautiful life.
This is for the anxious ones whose mind cannot focus on one things because every single thing is too much. You are not your anxiety. You are not that buzzing tornado you feel inside you every time something happens. You are not how you lose control and how things slip from your hands because it’s all just too much. You are not your worries, your fears, your potential mistakes. You are much more than this. You will rise above all this and somebody but right now, just keep going. Count to ten to relax. Focus on specific things like the color of the walls when things just get too much. You can do this. You can do this. You can do this.
This is for the insecure ones who never believed in themselves. You are not your mistakes. You are not your past. You are not your imperfections. You are not your flaws. You are not what people say about you. You are not the number your weighing scale shows you. You are not the size of your pants. You are not the things you find ugly in yourself. Who you are is another human being whose soul is looking for patches when there are holes in you but you need these holes for light to come through, to let the darkness inside you fade. You may find comfort in yourself, to not always seek for perfection but for comfort and peace whether it’s a strength or weakness or flaw or beauty.
This is for the brokenhearted ones who feel like it’s the end of the world. Maybe it’s the end of just one world, of one chapter in your life. There is pain inside you that words cannot even describe but it’s tearing you apart and you don’t wanna wake up anymore. But hearts heal. Pain fades. Or maybe when pain doesn’t fade away, you get to be the stronger version of you that lives with the pain and be okay with you. This broken heart of yours will find its pieces again and be whole in time. But right now, gently hold the pieces and let every edges be covered in love from people around you. You will heal soon. You will be okay.
This is for the angry ones who just can’t let go. It’s okay. You have the right to be mad. to be angry. or even to get hurt. You have valid emotions but anger is can grow into hatred and hatred can rot your soul. Be angry for a while. Say things you wanna say but be careful. And learn to forgive, maybe not for them for yourself because if you hold onto these things, you might miss out on better things you deserve.
This is for the ones feeling they’re alone. Whether you are actually alone or you just feel alone despite the people around you, you got this. You got yourself. If there’s no one else to push you, do it for yourself. You can do this. If there is someone, let them in. Let them break your walls and let them in. Let them be there for you. Let them see who you are and let them be there for you. You need people too but you need to be there for yourself first. You can grow on your own for a little while and use this time to discover yourself first.
This is for ones feeling lost. You are confused. You don’t know what’s next. You don’t know what you want. Or maybe you do but when you don’t know what to do next. You are clueless or you have too many choices. You see too many roads and you don’t know which path to take. It’s okay. You can pause for a little while and think. But remember whatever you do, wherever you go, you will eventually come to the places you need to be. You will be who are you meant to be and you will realize why things have to happen. Breathe for a while, you are not in control of everything. Just breathe.
This is for everyone, you’re all valid. What you feel is valid. Where you are now isn’t necessarily who you are. Your past may be dark but your present gives you the choice to add light into your future. Your soul may need rest but keep going when you can. You can cry when you need to. Just breathe. Love. Hope. Have faith. You’re all not supposed to be perfect in everything. You got this.
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