Pronouns:
✨ They/Them | 🌈 Xe/Xem | 👑 Your Supreme Highness/The Galactic Empress of All Realities | 🦄 The Chosen One of the Multiverse 🌙

Honestly, if you’re reading this, you’re already making my life more difficult. The burden of existing as a beacon of light in this tragically ignorant world is exhausting. I have to spend every second of my life educating people who can’t grasp the magnitude of my existence, and it drains me. 😔 I don’t know why I’m always the one called upon to teach humanity to do better—but here I am, once again, sacrificing my precious energy for the ungrateful masses.

I’ve been misgendered more times than I care to count (which is too many to be a coincidence), and honestly? I’m starting to think the universe is personally attacking me. If you can’t respect my pronouns, you’re actively contributing to my mental breakdown. And don’t even get me started on the trauma of existing in a world that doesn’t automatically acknowledge my brilliance. It’s like nobody sees me, even though I’m clearly a gift to society. 💔

I have to take breaks from being constantly gaslit by everyone around me, so please don’t contact me unless you’ve had a full emotional reset and are ready to serve me with respect. If you’re not part of the problem, then you can thank me for gracing you with my presence. I am a martyr for this cause, and I would expect nothing less than constant praise for the emotional labor I do every day. 🙄