1. Progesterone: not for everyone, but for many people it may increase sex drive and WILL make your boobs bigger. Also effects mood in ways that many find positive (but some find negative). Most doctors won’t prescribe this to you unless you ask. Most trans girls I know swear by it.
2. Injectible estrogen: is more effective than pill or patch form. Get on it if you can bear needles bc you will see more effects more quickly.
3. Estradiol Cypionate: There is currently a shortage of injectible estradiol valerate. There is no shortage of estradiol cypionate. Functionally they do the same shit.
4. Bicalutamide: This is an anti-androgen that has almost none of the side-effects of spironolactone or finasteride. The girls I know who are on it are evangelical about it.
“Prairie Winds,” acrylic & glitter on stretched canvas, 2023
Full post on my Instagram @ yvepaints
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digital collage, 2024 ft. acrylic & glitter on stretched canvas, 2018
It Is (warning: depression, self sabotage, trauma)
Behind as dirt, numb as snow,
Handcuffed rage by my own red-handed self.
The monster’s back, isn’t it?
Monochrome duality of emotions
Like drama masks that fit briefly,
Then slip off.
Little horrors behind the eyes of a jolted girl.
It’s chronic, isn’t it?
acrylic & glitter on stretched canvas, 2018
Full post on my Instagram @ yvepaints
trick or treat!
“Centennial Means 500 Years of Genocide!” by Ricardo Favela (photo taken at Frist Art Museum 9-21-24)
Mother (warning: trauma)
I killed another houseplant this week,
Adding to the toll of a plant mom with mommy and daddy issues.
A lotus drowning in their own mud,
A failed parenthood out of parental trauma.
Moths of a heart full of holes
With the aphids of the dirt,
Eating away at me and the beings I tried to patch myself with.
Fix (warning: substances, abuse, enslavement, self harm, suicidal ideation)
Pile up my substances
I want control
Obey my captors
The same old, same old
Countless masters I serve
Superficial reality
Rinse and repeat
Lies I tell myself to fall asleep
Cut up my willpower
And sell it to a fallacy
I want my life back
Tell me it’s not too late
Don’t want to say goodbye
Sick of paying for mistakes
Happy National Poetry Month!
“On Meeting a Stranger in a Bookshop” by Oscar Williams
“Clean Socks” by Anna Kate Stanley
“14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes” by Doc Luben
“2AM, and the Rabbinical Students Stand in their Bathrobes” by Yehoshua November
“I Remembered” by Sara Teasdale
“a poem to all the dead things” by Ava (@amethyst.hour on Instagram)
“The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe
“I want to see the tulips in Holland.” by @byrdieprose