Things you miss from earlier years?

[Stwert]

As a gay kid growing up in 90s - eh, not really. There was an illusion of tolerance, since nobody talked about many things we talk about now (therefore it felt like everyone's OK with each other), but if you were in minority, you were pretty much screwed in terms of finding support or understanding. Same for humor and attitude: it felt like people were less offended by stuff like homophobic or racist jokes, but in fact, they were always pretty hurtful - it's just that we couldn't express our frustration with those back in the 90s and 2000s, therefore you thought we're not offended.

Intolerance is never a good thing and usually enforced by the fuckwitty community who are either homophobic, or just despise anything that’s different from their own misguided morality.

But it could have been worse, I was a kid in the 70’s and 80’s. I knew people growing up who were gay, but they could never tell anyone (aside from people such as myself who live and let live), or express any kind of different behaviour. It was hell for them, very few people were enlightened enough to just accept the fact that it really doesn’t matter who does what, to whom and with what

I can only imagine the horrible time you must have had. Thankfully the sensible people of the world are beginning to realise there’s more important things to get worked up about than another person’s sexuality, which has no bearing on them whatsoever.

 

[The Catboy]

I don't miss anything in my early years. I grew up long before the trans/genderqueer/non-binary community had any real presence IRL nor online and thus grew up feeling isolated and alone. Even a lot of happy memories were tainted with bullying, social isolation, abusive relationships, substance abuse, and so much self-loathing well into my adulthood. So I don't look back much on the past with anything I long to return to because doing so only reminds me of the pain I was in back then.

 

[Stwert]

I don't miss anything in my early years. I grew up long before the trans/genderqueer/non-binary community had any real presence IRL nor online and thus grew up feeling isolated and alone. Even a lot of happy memories were tainted with bullying, social isolation, abusive relationships, substance abuse, and so much self-loathing well into my adulthood. So I don't look back much on the past with anything I long to return to because doing so only reminds me of the pain I was in back then.

That’s a shame, then you must instead look forward to the years you have to come, in a, hopefully, more enlightened, more tolerant and understanding world.