DANG DUDE ASHFKFHSHFKEHCBXISHDND

I’m at 3 years and haven’t been able to use that. Did I miss a tutorial?

Feminizing HRT is just a really long magical girl transformation sequence.

I’ll say it can also be funny and revealing:

My first job was with this weird dude (we’ll call him Andy) that ran a telecom subcontracting business; I was effectively a cable monkey with a bit of extra computer knowledge. To give you an idea of who this guy was, he was a family friend from church (I was raised in a Fundie household) and was the kind of guy that, when the CDC put out the “everyone has to have a cloth covering” mandate during COVID, he wore a cheesecloth mask, even though my friend (also working for him; he knew this) had to go home to a VERY immunocompromised father.

We were on our way to a job site somewhere relatively far (like an hour or two), and I was in the passenger seat where he was talking to me about all the people he’s hired and passed on.

Now, for context, I was barely shaking eggshell off at this point; if a queer person that I felt safe around had asked me, “hey <deadname>, are you—” *hand tilt*, I’d have responded with, “eh probably? I can’t transition bc of family and gf though, so…”

AAAAAnyway, Andy turns to me in the car and—almost bragging, I shit you not—says, “did you know I’ve never hired a woman? They just don’t apply.”

In my head I go “hehe—stelth,” but I just nod my head and also think, “yeah I don’t think that says as much about women as you think, buddy. I think that says more about you.”

Honestly I wish I’d been brave enough to say that in that moment. But I was an egg in an unsafe space sitting next to my boss in a job I needed, so I didn’t advocate the way I should have if I’d had a spine.

we talk a lot about how damaging trans women’s experience of being around men who think there are no women around, but i rarely hear talk about how exhausting and alienating it is to constantly have to interact 1 on 1 with men who think theyre talking to another man. its damaging and draining in a dfferent way.

-nother face. That of a strange, wizened old man with pointed ears. He helps you up kindly, though he's so much shorter than you. He opens his mouth and says in his squeaky voice,

Oh no, you just broke a window

You didn’t mean to do it. But you did it. And now there’s a spooky noise coming from inside the house. You’re terrified but you can’t just run away without looking. You inch slowly toward the shattered glass, peer into the living room, and see

A little lost piece from trans history: a 22-year-old trans woman won a 1967 Wyoming beauty contest. She entered the pageant just a year after she transitioned. Unfortunately, the judges disqualified her after she informed a competitor that she was trans.

(Found this in the depths of the Kinsey Institute archives)

#hail!!! WOW!!! #laughinghappy #hike #newmexadventure

Dysphoria + Dysmorphia is certainly a fun time

Sometimes I look in the mirror and think “man I wanna kiss that goth girl” realize I mean me and then self deprecate.

Um. Yes. Any of these would be fine.

Top ways to take estrogen

1) Sitting in your girlfriend's lap as she gives you your injection then comforts you.

2) Your Girlfriend gives you a massage with Estrogen Gel.

3) Making out with your girlfriend and she shoves the pill into your mouth with her tounge.

4) Your girlfriend slips your Progesterone into you before abusing your prostate.

Any other suggestions?

📝

Went to a wedding with my boyfriend and my bestie/its other girlfriend

Was my first time

1. At a gay wedding

2. Presenting fem at a wedding

3. Experiencing ZERO dysphoria at a wedding

I used to get hella dysphoric; this was just an amazing time. So happy for the grooms; they’re good friends and board game buddies!

wait I’m confused is this supposed to be horror?! it started sweet then seemed gay but also a touch of p3d0 and maybe !nc3$t vibes?!

The feminine urge to give a broken little girl all the attention, affection, and love that was denied her, making her feel genuinely safe and wanted for the first time in her life. Holding her close and stroking her hair as you reassure her that you'll never be apart again, finally fulfilling the broken promise of intimacy and unconditional love that family was meant to be. Seeing her realize that she finally has a real home in your heart as her sweet, innocent little sister, forever and always. Feeling her breath hitch and heart begin to race in confusion when you finally slide your hands underneath her clothes and caress her soft little pliable body. Whispering sickly sweet reassurances in her ear that it's all okay as you reach into her underwear, that this is just what sisters that truly love each other do, that it wouldn't be right to let anyone else play with her like this now, that she's yours and only yours.