I’m a nemesis but don’t be presuming I’m your nemesis

Behold a man

Honestly if my partner disappeared for 5 days and made me suffer through intensifying uncertainty and fear, and then just showed up again like nbd, I’d turn them into a ghost for real

I would not accept being ghosted from a partner at all. It’s okay to need space or take some alone time but that should be communicated before it happens. Intentionally cutting communication is emotional abuse and a huge red flag in a relationship. I don’t have the patience to “fix them” so first time is the last time for me.

I’m sorry your mom is being difficult. I agree with doing stealth HRT. You shouldn’t have to put your goals on hold because someone who holds power over you objects to how you want to live it.

Me, I was a late bloomer and only figured it out at a very ancient 30. There were signs in my case but I was bullied into repression by shitty family and I ended up drinking a lot in my 20s to repress harder instead of deal with it properly. I only ended up dealing with it because I had a breakdown and couldn’t avoid it anymore.

I didn’t think I had dysphoria before I started transitioning but after experiencing gender validation and euphoria often enough I was able to look back with a new lens and suddenly I felt like my life was nothing but dysphoria. Not that it’s required to have dysphoria to be trans, but in my case, I did have it and couldn’t recognize the shape of it until I was able to change how I looked at it.

I didn’t realize this was a real thing but wow this is amazing! I’m loving this

At last, music that speaks to my soul

Drinking coffee and drawing outside on an overcast day. A peaceful and blessed 9/11

I am i forgor

That would’ve been a better title for the post

Real. I do appreciate having the experience but sometimes I wish I could make it go away since it’s an insatiable distraction

Big mood

Attempting to make a proper response because I do wanna participate properly. Out of a mountain of moments, I can think of two glaring moments that are jaw-dropping obvious to me in retrospect:

High school me: “Without any pre-existing idea of what it meant to be trans, I wrote a short story that included a magical being who started existence as a woman, fragmented herself to have a male side, which I don’t remember exactly why she had to but it was for protection from some other god. So throughout the story this being had warring male and female aspects and eventually the female aspect grew so powerful that she subsumed the male side entirely and she was made whole again.”

Also high school me: “Wow I’m so creative. I pulled that idea out of absolutely nowhere and had zero subconscious input on any of my creative ideas. And I love the character so much that I’m going to use her name as my profile name in online spaces. Just because I like the name a lot, no other reason. Anyway time to needlessly suffer with unidentified dysphoria for well over a decade”

The other is the time I was group pressured into trying on a dress in middle school and I didn’t care about wearing the dress as much as it was too small and not fitted for me and looked awful. I had to pretend I had an upset stomach so I could hide in the bathroom with the fan on and quietly sob over the thought that I would never be beautiful. You know, typical cis problems.

I wrote out a whole comment and it made sad thinking about what I wrote and I don’t really want to risk making others sad so I decided to scrap it. Instead I’ll just say that honestly there’s a lot of those types of moments in my life and looking back it’s kind of embarrassing how long it took me to figure out I was trans.

Awwww

Imagine spending all day at work daydreaming about leaving work to play video games and then finally coming home after a long day just to put on Adventure for Atari 2600

I appreciate the metaphor though I feel like a real snail would be cool with transitioning

I haven’t tried that one out yet but I’ll look into it