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Now that I’m dedicated to the idea of top surgery, there is a surgery that doesn’t require the removal of the nipples, isn’t there? Does that work for larger breasts or just for smaller ones? If the surgeon has to remove my nips I’m just telling them to keep ‘em, I have better things to worry about than skin grafts

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Found some teenage photos of me.

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Of who do I remind you here?

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Hey could someone out there tell me what gender therapy is like? I’m high-key freaking out because I’ve never heard anything about it so- Just, I dunno, I’m afraid of trying to convince someone that my identity is valid and they don’t believe me. I know what I’m feeling, I know that I’m trans and want to transition, but what if they like- Veto my entire existence? Diagnose me as Not Trans, just because of something I said. No one’s ever told me what actually goes down in gender therapy, so I’m left to my own assumptions, and it’s terrifying.

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One year hair growth!!

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[Image description: three pictures of me, a nonbinary white person with dark, curly hair reaching my shoulders.]

So, it’s technically two more weeks until the full year since my last haircut, but still. One year!! Of my hair growing out! And me learning how to deal with it! That last part is still a WIP but at least now it curls properly instead of turning into a frizzy mess.

I plan on letting it grow out quite a bit more, though I’m still not sure how much. Probably back to where it was when I first chopped it off? Maybe down to my waist

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The only intense joy I ever get anymore is when people start exploring their gender identities and experimenting with pronouns

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Almighty God,

I thank you for the blessing that children are. Their innocence, their joy, their playfulness, their kindness. What an example to us they can be. Every parent has an idea in their mind of what their child will become, the person they will be. Sometimes parents are blessed with transgender children. 

Many parents find this scary, and fearing for your child’s safety can cause anxiety of course. I pray that every transgender child (binary or nonbinary) be accepted by their families. I pray that they can be free to express themselves and be their authentic selves in safety, in love. If that is not possible, I pray they hold on until they can. They have faith and hope that one day, self-actualization will be possible, transition will be possible. Have faith my child.

I pray that every transgender child (including teenagers!) is safe today. That today, they can have gender euphoria more than they feel gender dysphoria. I pray they feel love today. I pray the love of Christ be present in their lives. Jesus loves His trans kids.

I pray every transgender child can have a chosen family of people outside their immediate family that support them, help them, encourage them and love them. I can be that person for them if they lack that. They can talk to me anytime. I pray they can stay connected virtually to their friends and chosen family and other supportive people during the pandemic. 

Lord, protect your transgender children who were made in your image. They are not sinners, they are not abominations. They are beautiful children of God. To quote my Pastor Paula Stone Williams, “the call to authenticity is sacred, it’s for the greater good.” I pray one day they can feel the joy of gender euphoria and can transition, no matter what transition looks like for them. I pray their pronouns be respected. 

I pray every transgender child knows they are beloved. I pray they love themselves. Being transgender is more than feeling dysphoria. There are so many blessings in being trans. Hold on until you find them, my love. You will be glad you held on.

Thank you God. I love You. You fill me each day with your Holy Spirit, and the Love of Christ fills my spirit. This gift is available to anyone, including transgender people like myself. Because You love transgender people, and always will. Thank you.

In the name of Jesus, Amen.

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this is the seamen’s hymn. at the end of our monthly shanty sing in st. paul we all stand up and crowd in close together, put our hands around friends, and sing this loud and slow. it’s so hard to not be able to do that right now.

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So I finally went on a hormone, yay!

Except it was the wrong damn hormone because my PCP put me on spironelactone (okay technically an anti-hormone but still) for the wicked acne I get around and during my period. In an summarization of events, here’s what happened:

I threw up for days and my tits got even bigger

Here’s what didn’t happen:

My acne went away

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Ladies and gentlemen?

blech that’s old fashioned, unnecessarily gendered, boring, and just plain overused

Seals, eels and all the feels?

Fun! Inclusive! Keeps the people you’re talking to on their toes!

In conclusions, stop saying ladies and gentlemen and get creative and be inclusive for once in your life you moldy poptart

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Friday, January 15 2021

Friday, January 15 2021

 Friday.

I have completed my hours of work this week. I will be able to work fifty hours next week. I will be very busy next week.

I have another project that I might work tonight. It’s one that I do once a week.

I returned the Redbox rental earlier today.

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My hairs finally long enough to pull into a ponytail! Well mostly long enough but this is progress!

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Because I was initially fearful of bringing my identity to a social place, I was not going to tag anything.


However, I also made my interests… not unclear.

I want to establish that I’m open to talking to anyone that’s willing to have a conversation, that I am a safe person to contact.


However, that means people also have to be willing to respect me and my identity. That means not arguing against which community I feel I belong in. That means not invalidating my feelings. That means not dictating what experiences you think I do or don’t have.


Anyone that’s lesbian, gay, bi, trans, queer, ace, pan, nonbinary, aro, grey-ace, genderfluid, genderqueer… and straight too, and cis… everyone.

Any microlabel, any larger label, is welcome to come to me to vent or talk or share experiences, whatever. I resonate more with asexuality but I understand the experiences of others. I also understand the LGBTQ+ community a bit better. This is just a reminder that no one is truly alone.


I’m sorry, I know I missed a TON of micro labels and that can be disheartening, but it is not done with ill intentions. The reality is that I’m still learning, and I do not feel informed enough on each label to possibly give people the representation that they probably need and deserve.


This post is NOT about discourse, so let’s please not invalidate others. Let’s agree that this space is a safe one.


The tags are so that other people who want to find others like them know they’re not alone. I don’t actually expect this to reach far… but you never know. Maybe I will be able to help someone.

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T4T x agender, genderfluid, genderqueer

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Do not interact if (1) you are on the banner or (2) you think that bi people are all transphobic/panphobic AND/OR that pan people are all transphobic/biphobic. As requested by several systems, please also refrain from interaction if you hold beliefs that all systems are inherently a mental illness.

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