I love you.
I know, what a statement to hear coming out of a stranger’s mouth, right? A profession of undenying affection. I’m just some rando on the internet, right? Why should my opinions matter to you at all?
Today, I am saying to everyone who reads this that I love you. When it feels as though no one else loves you, I do. I promise that I am here to be vented to, and though I’m not great at giving advice, I will listen.
No matter if you live in the Deep South and run an anti-gay blog or if you make fursuits in France with your partner or if you live alone with three cats in China. Wherever you are, I love you.
No matter if you are a black trans man or a white cis woman or a nonbinary person with a disability, no matter if you’re traditionally beautiful or fat or thin or recovering from self-harm or anorexia or alcoholism, I love you.
Please, whatever you are, whoever you are, and wherever you are- know that you are loved by someone somewhere. It doesn’t matter who I am. It doesn’t matter who you are. It matters that we are all deserving of love.
I do not believe that anyone deserves death or lovelessness. I believe that every soul on this planet, no matter who they are, deserves to be loved by as many people as can love them. I am here to tell you that I love you.
This isn’t a very important post, I know. It won’t be seen by many people. It won’t skyrocket to the top of any charts. But I love you, and be safe.