

Did I ever tell you that I went through extensive therapy “to make me less girly” between 3rd and 5th grade?
Here’s a picture of the results to show you how well it worked ❤
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Did I ever tell you that I went through extensive therapy “to make me less girly” between 3rd and 5th grade?
Here’s a picture of the results to show you how well it worked ❤
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*** Scottie’s personal note here. From the youngest age I was called queer and this was in the 1960s. The first memory of being called that which I had no clue as to what it meant was when I was being held down and punched by my five-year-older hellspawn sibling who was telling me I was “queer”. I was only 3 or 4 at the time and was being trafficked to the man across the street along with her siblings boy friends / and taken to parties where I was drugged so I wouldn’t remember. Also at the same time along with her and her sister on cold nights when I begged for a warm place to sleep in their bed rather than the cold blanketless mat in the hallway that was my bed. I would have to “make them happy” for the privilege of a warm place to sleep in the Vermont winters. So when she called me that I asked what that was. She replied it was letting boys put their dicks in me and me sucking their dicks. I then said, but that is what I am told to do and I was very confused. This niceness of being punched and insulted lasted only a short while as the most understanding of my abusive hellspawn siblings who then became like the rest. She then became like the rest. She gloried over tiny me and the things I was made to do. She took my toys and gifts as the rest did. She later said I did not understand what it was like to live with her siblings who were also abusing me and farming me out. I asked her if she understood how hard it was for me to live among them during that time. She had no answer, because like in my childhood it was all about her. Hugs***






























































I apologize that this is such a short post for one of these. I want everyone to know I really did try as hard as I could. I am exhausted and very tired to the point that Ron has twice looked into my office and caught me sleeping. I am also in a lot of pain. Because of that right butt / leg pain Ron is again asking me to figure out how we can afford the back / spine surgery. I am holding off hopeing that my pain doctors can do more epidurals/spine shots that will help me with that pain. I do not want spine surgery f I can avoid it. On the other side Ron held me today when he came back from his sister’s place and was very affectionate. I asked if he wanted to have “relations” tonight and his answer was a strong yes if you want to my love. So I need to finish this and go to bed to await my wonderful loving husband. Hugs



Ok maybe not the right place but with all the attacks by the right Christian nationalists I think it is a great place to put this. Far too many men / people are now in the closet and denying their true selves because of the hate being pushed against them. Us older LGBTQ+ people faced this hate before, this hate constantly driven by religious bigotry and we beat it / over came it. The haters are having a last gasp resurgence, but that will wane and fade as even the non radical right doesn’t support discrimination against their LGBTQ+ children / grandchildren / friends / exstended family. Hugs





















































































*** Personal note. Almost did not make the deadline on this one. I was running on fumes as I am finishing this. Then instead of eating supper I am going to bed. Thank you for reading / enjoying / or even if you wish commenting. On that note. Rather than getting to comments which I will do someday, I am focusing all my energy on doing these cartoons / memes / news posts. I hope to be able to do more soon. I love the comments and will some day when sitting in my desk chair is not so painful and there are not so many other things I need to get done, I will reply to them, even if they are far too old to matter to anyone. Hugs and loves. *** Scottie
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Amazing how his ear has healed with no trace of a bullet wound. Remember how his cult wore fake bandages to show support for their dear leader.



























“…But it can also be nice to be there for each other.”
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