trying to explain to an older transfem that you’re not cute and aren’t deserving of love and she just casually sticks her hand in your mouth before you can articulate your point. you start drooling.
This post is for ladies only. If you are a guy, GET out of here.
I bestow upon you this dagger. It is an ancient dagger. Use it wisely.
muzzles look so good on people it's hard to even remember they weren't designed for them to begin with.
coming onto tumblr and almost immediately across the endo/trauma syscourse is very fascinating bc like it's such a typical internet discourse? like a bunch of people making up words that don't mean anything just so they can get mad at people and play trauma olympics is so absurd you probably counld come up with it lol anyway don't let anyone tell you your experiences are not valid etc fuck sysmeds
This blog is welcoming of sad cis boys who feel like there’s something wrong with them
plane tickets should be free for gay girls who need to sink their teeth into another girl
trans girls who have headache are allowed to kill
transitioning is wild like one day you'll wake up and you're just happy and the world is more colourful and theres a slight spring in your step and the girl in the mirror can't stop smiling at you
what nobody tells you about transition is the totality of it. once you dig into gender and start expressing the way you want, you'll start to find the marks of discomfort littered around the rest of your life. you'll notice how you were never living for yourself, just following the guidelines laid out for you.
as soon as you disengage that autopilot, you're on your own. you have to decide what is actually best for you. you have to question every decision you've ever made because they were all made by someone trying to play by the rules, rules whose application will kill you.
in the year-and-change since starting my transition, I have completely changed everything about my presentation, I changed how I talk, how I carry myself, how I interact with people. I changed the company I keep, I moved cities, I abandoned a career path I had been pursuing my entire life. I lost friends, made new ones, started engaging with types of media I had never been interested in before.
there's a life on the other side of transition, and you have to claw it back piece by piece. I will never stop transitioning into who I'm supposed to be because every time I get closer, I realize there's more I still need to change.
it fucking sucks being a disabled person who can't work and having to see these fuckass posts where someone's like "ahaha jobless people have no life and that's why everyone shitty online has No Job" and everyone and their mother reblogs it joyfully onto my dash for me to see. yes unemployed and unemployable people are truly without exception dogshit people with no hobbies and no redeeming qualities. you're so right. anyway if you'll excuse me i have to start my shift at the I'll Never Be Employed Because Of Permanent Disability And I Love Knowing How You Really See Me store