23, white, Leo, she/her, Honey Brook, PA, United States
ace, bi, mtf, queer
i want to be one of those girls who wears probably a little too much jewelry but i dont know where to start. any good sites that are affordable? i dont have the energy or the company to go thrifting so thats kind of off the table
i hate social anxiety. what if they call me a gross disgusting man and shoot me?
more like eating this order! of food! (and then getting nauseous because im 135 pounds and think im dangerously overweight)
evil people always win. wish nothing but the worst for the tel aviv dodgers
and it makes me sad. i miss having friends to play that kind of stuff with but they all cut me off when i came our
and only finding places that you dont belong in is one of the most painful things
“you still have to get your prostate checked” yeah i know? ive known since middle school health class. do you think i thought hrt would dissolve it or something? so infantilizing
unfortunately my parents dont really support me and i have no friends and the only unconditional love i get is from my dog
i really would love nothing more than a meteor hitting my car on the way to work. or some genie making me have never existed to begin with. or a sinkhole opens underneath me. or i just disappear on a hike
this old woman asked me if i was a boy or girl and she was so disappointed when i said “depends who’s asking” that she went and got in another line
he was really horrible me and now 9 months later wants to talk. pray for me 😭
when people can make a joke about trans people thats actually funny and isnt punching down for the sake of punching down. shoutout to my coworker for making me pee laughing
just asking for a friend
my brother is engagement ring shopping and while hes asking my mom for her opinion my role as his sister is teaching her how to screen record while getting he/him’d the entire time. i dont want to make it about me because it shouldnt be but am i wrong for feeling a little upset
but then i realize thats just my way of coping. as an ace tgirl the odds of finding my person feel so slim that ud rather just not get my hopes up and not being loved is all ive ever known
reliving my egg cracking. i need to be her so badly
its so tiring. im out to my parents but the persona of my deadname is the only one allowed to leave the bedroom. my real self is trapped up there and shes suffocating
i know i dont put myself out there enough but its so difficult. i hate being the only trans person i know. give me advice or if you want to be friends or something message me
for typing a really funny bit in my notes app. we live in a police state people 💔💔
randomly processed that i had a huge crush on my childhood best friend who was cruel to me and cut me off when i came out so now i have to mourn that loss all over again
consultation on friday! goodbye disgusting ass shadow i hate you
getting ready to be able to leave at a moment’s notice and probably never come back. at least not for a while
my parents are kind of a painful inbetween middle ground where they didnt kick me out or anything but they also dont support my transition, enough that i still boymode around them because i fear their judgement. if anyone else has experienced something similar i could use advice
then when the rapture happens tomorrow i cant wait to see all of my beautiful trans brothers and sisters at the pearly gates and none of those dumb gross bigots
so i dont have to go out like a coward. im so exhausted and im so tired of battling, the tank is almost empty
to starting laser and getting my ears pierced for the past year and i’ve wanted to for so long but i cant being myself to take that leap. the thought of opening myself up to being perceived makes me nauseous
its been 15 months since i started e im really over the whole boymoding thing but i feel like i dug myself too deep of a whole to climb out of alone
that turns being awake into gender dysphoria and envy
this place sucks the life out of me and it feels like every day is the same endless losing battle and i have no one to help me fight through it. i dont want to die but im certainly not living
but i held a family friend’s six year old on my hip and it made me so dysphoric and sad that i don’t even get the choice to have my own kids someday, it was just made for me by my transness
i oddly love it so much its so beautiful. when i started my transition i never couldve imagined myself thinking this. its so amazing having this lens to be able to accept the parts of me i deem masculine but cant do anything to change.
forced to feel super dysphoric at the beach
i dont know how we keep moving forward in this country. all the rhetoric surrounding this shooting is horrifying and im scared to continue my life here