I’m literally too scared to leave my own house right now, let alone sleep, but sure go ahead and keep telling everyone that I’m just ‘overreacting and throwing a tantrum over nothing’ ahaha

A big fuck you to @anthrocon.org for banning flags and poodlers (AND handlers? You want us to die?) from fursuit parades because you want a squeaky Disney image. I will poodle in support of all poodlers. To oppose poodlers is to be classist and ableist. To be anti-flag is to be anti-queer. #fursuit

Thankfully at the end of the day, I’m uninjured and stayed safe (with great company/fellow performers we’re all super lovely) which is what truely matters.

Still shaken up ofc, but on a positive I have a therapy appointment on Tuesday.

Apart from that though, I had one heck of an awesome weekend!

Security guard thankfully managed to de-escalate the situation and she left; then he spoke to me, understood my situation and calmed me down enough to be able to leave safely.
I had to perform at a late night event a few hours after that, but I still did my best there.

She followed me in, shouted at me from outside the cubicle with typical insults (like creep, accusing me of looking at kids, etc) and slurs while trying to kick down the stall’s door multiple times.
I was so freaking terrified since I had no clue what to do, never had someone react to me this bad

Went the former last night (assigned), as a result I was harassed AND nearly bashed in the bathroom stall of a multistory inner city parking lot…

But sure, keep trying to tell me that trans men/mascs are privileged and that I should be ‘grateful that my gender is being affirmed’ or BS like that 🫠