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pseudonymjones · 6 months
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you know how it is
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bear-facets · 11 days
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big bear feelings (digital, 2024)
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lou07sworld · 8 months
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Hey
I thought maybe a trans* person will read this because I need a little help.
I’m struggling with finding the right name for me so my question is how did you find your name and how did you knew this is the right one?
Please let me know in the comments
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foggyeyed · 7 months
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Be yourself when no one sees you.
Even when they don't recognize your kindness. The ways you've changed. Your trauma. Your personality. Your gender identity. The way you love. Your favorite things. Your hopes. Your faith.
When you mold yourself into whatever someone likes, and when you break yourself into chunks for one person to digest ALL of who you are, you lose those pieces. They crumble and never mold back into the shape you were.
Be yourself because you're meant to be. You don't deserve to be carved into shapes while people squint their eyes, pretending you're a goose when you're a swan. Don't waste your life pretending with them.
Be yourself even if you're the only one who knows.
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rimbaudofficial · 5 months
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I am seeing a sorta creepy amount of posts that are predicated on how I can't exist (or, if I do, I must be incredibly rare).
stealth trans person? false. cis-passing trans masc? false. I must have THE VOICE, I must have hips, I must have all these tells.
straight up, I do not, but thank you Tumblr for making younger (in trans years) trans dudes think there's no future in which they can just be men in their daily lives, very cool.
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mothseatinghumanflesh · 6 months
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downy-roses · 26 days
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Another crisis realization time. I know why I stopped drawing and writing in high school.
Because I was hollow.
Art, creative works, as cheesy at it sounds, intrinsically reflects the artist and comes from them. But I wasn’t anyone. I was a stranger to myself. Absorbed in my interests, and keeping up social relationships, but I wasn’t really anyone inside. Anyone that I acknowledged, anyways. Any writing I did make was soulless, copied bits of media I loved, that never went anywhere.
Only after actually looking at myself, seeing who I am and how I want to be, did I start writing and drawing again. Did my writing, and even my drawing to an extent, become better than they were before. Did it have themes, purpose, and passion.
Summery: Dysphoria is a bitch and made writing suck.
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chrissy-kaos · 10 months
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When you start a conversation with "I'm completely straight, but"... 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩
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robin-the-robo · 6 months
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not passing as in "people perceive me as a man" but passing as in "people can tell I'm either a butch woman or a trans man and will sometimes get it right"
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ezratheunready · 4 months
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Oh the joy of family holidays! Getting misgendered, deadnamed, ridiculed, and reminded that they will never actually see you as your true self.
They will only see you as the version of yourself that wanted to die every second of every day because you felt like dying was the only way to be free of that pain and hurt over something that people told me made people disgusting and unloveable, being trans. The person you pretended to be that was killing you.
For all my fellow trans people that experiencing the same thing, I’m so deeply sorry. I love you, you mean the world to me for just existing against all odds. You deserve to be seen and accepted no matter what your family or society tells you.
Stay strong and remember that when you face all that hurt and struggle with your family, that there is a whole community that understands, sees you, and loves you, the REAL you. ❤️
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wizardsmells · 6 months
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Sooooooooooooooo……I went for The Chop™️
My hair is short.
Like pixie short
And honestly, it looks fucking great.
Considering doing a sexy lil photo set when I get done with work so I can show you beautiful people the new hair
That said I was super stressed about the dysphoria possibility it honestly I feel so much more femme and fulfilled with a short cut like this. Kind of a beautiful moment for me and my confidence I think. I of course recorded it because I feel like this is a pretty significant transition milestone as it’s my shortest my hair has been since starting e.
Anyway, mild rant over, sexy pics coming soon. Maybe with titty, and bulge!
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Tw: menstruation, vent post, parents.
Thinking about how when I was a teen, I had really painful menses. At times, it was so bad that my legs felt like they were tingling, and standing was difficult. I was sent home from school on a number of occasions due to vomiting during my menstruation.
Overall, a really shitty time.
Not only was I frequently told I was being over dramatic, that I just needed to "walk around," eventually restricted from going home or seeing the school nurse... But I was told because I'm trans, it shouldn't be an issue.
My mother told me on a multitude of occasions, "If you're a boy, then you shouldn't be having these issues, huh?"
"Boys don't have these problems."
I hold so much bitterness over the fact that no one ever took me to the doctor for my painful menstruation. My mother told me years later that she didn't believe cramps actually happened during menstruation because she had never had them before. She only began to believe people get cramps when she had some herself, years after I was now missing menses all together.
Sometimes, that bitterness of feeling pain that no one believed me for, out weighs being invalidated. Other times, like now, I see the whole picture and feel so much anger.
The same adults who told me my pain was a lie, told me I was just trying to get attention, or get out of school, are the same ones who told the doctors, "She has a really high pain tolerance, we just know something is wrong when she complains about the head aches!"
Why is it that no one took me to the doctor? Why is it no one believed me when I never complained about pain before? The years of perfect school attendance suddenly questioned when I couldn't stand up from the desk. Was it all for nothing?
Why is it that the people I was supposed to trust the most were the ones who never listened?
Maliciously never listened.
I was punished for having a body that I didn't ask for and feeling a way I couldn't control.
I'm allowed to struggle with my anatomy, trans or not. I'm allowed to feel pain.
To be told I wasn't allowed to express the physical pain I was dealing with because I am transgender is heinous. They laughed when they would say it. I don't care if they thought it was funny. It was a mockery, and they knew it.
I should have been given some support. I should have been given at the VERY LEAST a supportive pat on the back.
I could have dealt with the pain on my own if they had just given me the space to do it. Without the shame and mockery.
Just before my menses went away, they started to believe me. I guess because it had been years at that point.
Even though the only change was that they would let me go lay down rather than be forced to socialize or do their activities. It really made a difference. Sure, it was painful, I was sick and couldn't eat. But it was a million times better than being made to continue as usual and burden everyone with my inability to function.
It still irks me.
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sie-sharp · 8 months
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i just had a bunch of hair melted out of my face, transitioning is so metal
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This made me smile today 🥰 🏳️‍⚧️😁
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thatheathen · 3 months
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broken & wounded - thatheathen
Spotify • YouTube • Bandcamp
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downy-roses · 4 months
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Out of spite for my mother, I do in fact plan to get gender confirmation surgeries within the next decade.
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