I love who I am

There are some old posts that don't quite express who I am today. Recently I feel pansexual is the best way to describe me, very gender-fluid and lover of all. This tumblr is naughty and nice, I hope you keep an open mind either way.

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Reblog if you’re lost in life rn but still trying make shit happen

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[iamtransgen-blog]

Fuck yeah. Love this shit.

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Post it Forward for pride.

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Love seeing this.

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I would love myself so much more for being trans if it weren’t for cis people

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same

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yeah

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this

[iamtransgen-blog]

I would understand that if other peoples opinions mattered. At the end of the day your opinion of yourself is the only one that matters and if you are struggling to love yourself it's because you haven't learned to love yourself yet. And that generalization that "cis" people are the reason you can't love yourself is kind of cruddy. My father and mother and sisters and brothers all love me regardless of my choices and they are all "cis" gender. Don't let ignorance of transgenderness allow you to create a hatred for people who just don't understand.

Stay strong girl, the world is not out to get you.

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Informal poll #2

Are you a sneakers trans, a high heels trans, a cute flats trans or a combat boots trans?

[iamtransgen-blog]

High heels!

[brujoterias]

I cried

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How cute is this?!

[iamtransgen-blog]

This is just amazing.

[iamtransgen-blog]

I am mourning.

My grandmother passed away... So i may not post for a few days. Sorry

[iamtransgen-blog]

I am relieved!

I actually just reblogged a post where I talked about coming out to my father but i wanted to touch upon that here. My father is an interesting man and even more so our bond is a unique but strong one. I haven't talked much about my childhood (and i will eventually) but he wasn't always there. That cause for some troubling times for me when i was younger. He was in the military so he was often deployed. However, as i got older and my concept of time grew stronger, i recognized that my father was around more often then not, but i was a tough kid to handle. ADHD caused me to do poorly in mid and high school and i was a bad liar, so a good portion of my teenage years was being disciplined by my father... Tough love. I now know he meant well and only wanted what was best for me but sometimes i believe he raised me as he would his own junior sailors. It was harsh but it spawned this unique relationship. Something else that really stands out is that i am my fathers only son. True son. I am part of a long scotish clan and am the twelfth and current generation of this clan. My dad and even myself are very proud of it though there isn't much left to the family. My dad also had custody over me my entire 18 years and often it was "He and I against the world, we will only always have each other". It was metaphorical considering he was married and I was moving on with my life but the message is still clear in my mind. I joined the navy right out of highschool, we both had the same job description, we were both on subs. He loved the military and i think thats the first real substantial thing we bonded over. Im out now but the navy made me into the man ive become. So i take all this and i have to think... What would happen if i told him. I felt like i could lose this unique bond, that i would be dissapointing him. I didnt want him to not see me as the person ive become... Just because i could be a girl. I didnt want to lose him over this and even considered dealing with this stress and pain so that i didn't have to cause such disfunction between he and i. I decided the best course of action was to just do it. I want this life, i want to be who im supposed to be. I love my father to death but in the end i have to do this no matter what. So at the very least i had to tell him.. And if it didnt work out then so be it. It would be a new chapter in my life and I know there are people who will support me and my choices. So i told him... And to my relief he supports me. He wants to sit face to face and talk about it but he supports me and thats all that matter. And with this turn of events i will certainly be starting therapy soon. I already know what the outcome will be but i need it for sure. My mind is going a million miles a minute on all this. So thats it. If i had advice to give it would be this.. Our generation, this new world is much more accepting of lgbt etc. And my father has conformed to the liberal side of society.. For the most part. Come out to friends first, close great friends, gain a grouo of people who will support you no matter what, and then tell your parents, or maybe one at a time. Either way. I cant predict what will happen but you can not hold yourself back. Have a fantastic day everyone, thank you for reading.

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My parents aren't transphobic from what I know but idk what's so terrifying for me to come out to them. Do you have any advice on what's a way to possibly ease it in or would it be better if I flat out say it with enough courage

I can be so scary, even if you think they’d be cool with it!  No matter how they treat us, many of us still want to make our parents happy and for them to be proud.  I’m a grown ass adult and I still worry about what they will think of me!

So, my advice is to start by bringing it up in a positive way.  “I saw this video and it made me think how brave this person was for being their true self, I’ll send it to you.” If you take this method, be prepared that they may not be educated and may not have thought about it before so they may say something thoughtlessly negative.  If so, try not to be hurt of have a big reaction.  If you have the kind of relationship with them that you can talk about things, ask why they feel that way. etc.” If they are really against it, it might be good to contact a local or national youth LGBT center for some advice and support or even a therapist!

If you find that they are open to the discussions at hand, that’s great, it’s up to you and your relationship with them.  Slowly ramp up talk about it or just come out. Either way, it helps to have some informational resources ready and printed out so that they can look at it after then process bit and don’t have to re-ask you about it.

I hope this helps!  What about the rest of the Tumbleroos?  Do you have words of wisdom to share on this topic too?

[iamtransgen-blog]

I actually just came out to my father today. I thought it was going to be bad. I am my father's only son and ive always remembered him telling me how i have to carry on the family bloodline (McGregor Clan) and i always interpreted that as he would be highly dissapointed if i couldnt.... Which would include coming out as a trans woman. I realised though that at 24 years of age.. The longer i waited the more it would hurt and it was already becoming all i thought about. I decided to take the leap of faith because even if he didnt approve i had people all around me who did. I told him... And he supports me... Of course he has questions and wants to talk face to face but he was understanding nonetheless. I know that its hard and that you could be afraid but its only fair to you AND your father. Who knows, maybe its exactly what you need to set you on your quest to become yoyr true self.

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I am coming out/ I am not conforming to trans terms etc.

Firstly, I came out to my girlfriend and roomate. I did not think it would go well.. My roomate is pretty chill and its easy to say that he and I have been best friends for awhile, so i was only a little concerned coming out to him, he himself is curious when it comes to his sexuality so i knew he would probably be somewhat understanding but i still didnt know. I didmt want to lose him as a friend or future roomate amd that is the scariest thing... Not knowing how they will react. Last night after we got back from a ride we talked about it more and he told me that he no longer felt "weird" about It and just wanted me to do what made me happy and that he would support me. I told my GF a day after I told him.... I was really worried about a break up... I dont want to lose her. But she took it well, we are still dating and hopefully that lasts. She is being very supportive but we aren't at a substantial stage yet where i need a crap ton of support. But we will still he dating like a normal relationship. I also told my best friend in the world, of 11+ years... I didnt get a text from her for like a day and a half... I was fucking screaming in my head. My best friend, the most open person in the world.. Abandoning me.... She was just really buzy with work. She has a big girl job now so shes been focusing on that and simply wasnt able to text me back in awhile. Anyways she is completely supportive!! I love all my friends but the next step is my dad. My father and I have a very specific relationship. We have a very tight father and son bond, lots of tough love but he has always been looking out for me and trying to help better my life. We also have a great friendship, i could damn near tell him anything... I did come out to him as bisexual and he was accepting, but what if i told him his only son felt like a woman. What would happen to the bond. The friendship. Im ok with becoming his daughter but is he? It's all i can think about now and its possibly the one thing that would keep me from starting my transition. I have to tell him though. I want to feel comfortable. I want to be who i was meant to be. / I hate all the names and crap for everything or all the cis blah blah blah shit. I dont care if someone calls me a man or says im not a woman or if in general the human population is ignorant af. I am the only one who can make me happy so im not going to take my anger out on the rest of the world by giving them hateful names or anything stupid like that. I see it all the time in the pages i follow and it almost makes me want to make this trip without tumblr because it is so rediculous. I may have supposed to have been a woman but i was still born a man and am proud of the man i became. Men aren't stupid, women aren't stupid, maybe ignorant but nonetheless, we arent any better for giving names to groups of people we don't like.

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I am making progress!

As i think i explained before, I am getting to a point where holding things in is getting painful... Well last night i told my best friend that i want to be a woman and he was very supportive. But even better than that, i told my girlfriend of almost nine months today... And she took it well, she is going to be very supportive and is going to help me in any way she can to transition. It is such a burden off my back to have told them and i already feel a lot happier! It will be a long time before i tell my parents this though. Im thinking of talking to a gender therapist here soon though. I need health insurance lmao. Anywho, i have to get to bed. Goodnight.

[iamtransgen-blog]

I am the man!

I am at work so this will be quick. I have played a man since the hairline incident and let me say… I play it well. I am a manly man. I look manly, i act manly, my beard is manly. Ive lived a manly sailor’s life. I have manly sex with woman and it even feels great… Well it used to. I ride a manly motorcycle, though ive learned my mazda3 is not manly lol I am all these things and i hate it. Im over it.

I am not a man!

[iamtransgen-blog]

So who am i?

This isnt a way for me to ask for help or anything in particular. I've been struggling for many years about whether im one way or another. I think i want to use this like a live journal where others can comment if they so please or see that they are not the only ones struggling in these similar ways. I guess i should start off with a little bit about myself. I am 24, im a manly man. I can grow a very impressive beard in about a week. I've been a sailor and now im in college to become whatever the fuck (i curse like a sailor). I just recently came out to my biological parents as bisexual... They took it surprisingly well, especially my father who once upon a time told me i had to carry on my family name. Im the twelth generation in my family clan and blah blah. I have a decent life, my own place with my girlfriend and roomate. My girlfriend is bisexual too which gave me the courage to come out in the first place. She is great but i have been struggling in this relationship, not because of her... But because of me. I didn't really realize it until about the eighth grade.. I was jealous, or envious of girls. I didnt want the men they were with... I wanted their lives. I wanted their emotions and clothes and bodies and hair. The makeup and dresses and eyelashes and flirtatiousness. I would wish for it, on shooting stars and birthday candles... Id pray to a god i didnt understand... To be a girl and have boobs and a vagina and a new life. And then i found out at sixteen that i had a receeding hairline... The wishing didnt totally stop but i had accepted that i was a guy.... To be continued lol