being a young lgbtq+ person and seeing older queer folk is SO incredibly important
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being a young lgbtq+ person and seeing older queer folk is SO incredibly important
Some trans men have large hips and thighs and that's okay. I only ever see trans men depicted as having skinny waists and no hips or thighs whatsoever and I need people to understand that some trans men do have large hips. And if you're a trans man who has large hips and/or thighs please know there's nothing wrong with you and you're not less of a man for it.
i love pre-T and never T trans men. i love trans men who don't change their outward appearance after coming out. i love trans men who dont want any surgeries. i want trans men who dont bind. i love trans men who like wearing bras. i love trans men who wear makeup, who hate having facial or body hair, who still shop in the "women's" section. i see you and i love you for being men in a way that's comfortable for you. there are many ways to be a man, you aren't less of a man because of how you present. ily!
Okay I keep seeing posts about trans men with big chests finding bras that work to squish things pretty flat. I wore a 44H cup from Lane Bryant... NOTHING got me flat. Not a single thing made me look less than a DD. That's because I had 13 pounds of tissue on my rib cage that can't compress INTO that rib cage no matter how tight I pulled things. No folding, no layering, no doubling up ever was enough for my bf to even notice the size difference. I spent hundreds trying and every time I would be left sobbing in front of the mirror in garbage that left me suffocated and bulging.
THIS HAPPENS... Not everyone has a success story with binding, and I wish I wish that I had found just one person that had said... Hey, it's never going to work at that size but that's okay. It's not your fault.
It's not because you didn't research. Because you didn't TRY hard enough. Sometimes bodies just don't compress. They aren't meant to.
So... it sucks but you're not alone.
wow i missed painting shit on fabric and staring at it for hours in awe of my ability
shout out to all my middle school weird girls who grew up and are still weird but are no longer girls
Shout out to trans people with chronic pain. Your struggles and relationship your body are difficult, but you are not alone. Treat yourself gently and with kindness π€
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Something that truly helped me accept my trans body and my manhood was realizing that men don't exist in the narrow margins which society tries forcing us in. Really! It was so life-altering to see men with my exact body type, with my facial structure, with my interests and hobbies and joys, who wore things I loved. I've learned just how versatile manhood is - it was never just about the chiseled, tan, athletic, conformist. However you exist as a man (whether you're trans or cis) is how you're supposed to be. You do not have to fit into any mold which you don't like. Your body is good enough for a body - for a man's body. Your interests, your joys, your style, your love - it all makes you you, and if you're a man or if you align closest with masculinity or manhood, then that doesn't change this fact. I hope you always remember this: you're man enough. You're masculine enough. You are enough. Always.
it's cold out there, reblog to give a trans man a cup of soump
My bros deserve soup
seems like we've been so scarred / some people call it art
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i hope you make peace with your pain / and never lose your flames
Repblog to delete your deadname from existence
being trans is beautiful.
i am soft.
i am strong.
i am masculine.
i am transgender.
i am beautiful.
Mac Finds His Pride - Itβs Always Sunny In Philadelphia (2005-) β³ November 7th, 2018
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i took my first dose of testosterone injections yesterday. I did it myself, even. something i never thought I'd be able to do. something I used to say I'd rather die than do because I was so terrified of needles. i fucking injected myself w boy juice. that's huge. that's so big for me. i can't believe I actually did it. it wasn't even as bad as I was expecting. it was really nothing. when I was a baby trans I was so convinced that if I couldn't do gel or patches I'd just never be on T, and that's something that really scared me and made me feel sad and doomed. but I worked through it. and now I'm gonna be giving myself injections every week. i can't express how big that is. that shows huge growth and is a big accomplishment. i feel like crying. I'm beside myself with joy and excitement. excitement for this. what the future holds. how I'll look. who I'll be. i can't wait to meet him. to become him. i think things are gonna look up for me, maybe.
I don't talk about it in a lot of detail but I really, really struggle with internalized transphobia. it's so hard for me in so many ways. I beat myself up and tear myself down, scare myself, invalidate myself, tell myself some awful things, and just generally feel unbelievably bad about myself. my mom was so abusive to me and really made me think these things, on top of some folks on Tumblr being absolute garbage to me and making me feel bad too back in the day. not to mention "friends". the voice in my head that mimicks the harm others has done to me is so loud. so loud that it often drowns out the good that people say. the positives. the positivity I feel about myself, even. it's always overshadowed by my negativity and self hatred. but I'm really trying to be better.
i need to come to terms with this is who I am. i... am a dude. just a genderfluid dude. that's me. I'm just some guy. and that's ok. it's ok for me to be a dude guy. I cant keep trying to run from it and invalidate myself back into the closet. i can't keep shaming myself for positive growth towards my transition. i can't keep hating myself like I do. i want to accept myself and love myself and feel good about myself. i want to at least like myself. I'm trying. that's the most I can do for now. even if it's hard.
anyway after my appointment my partner and I walked to the video game store and checked out some stuff. they had a Squirtle plush and he got it for me. Squirtle, in my humble opinion, is a trans masc icon. idk. can't explain it. he just is. and so I'm rly stoked that he got it for me. he is my little trans son and I love him. also after the video game store, we went to the cute dessert diner we go to sometimes and I got a piece of cake (the same kind I had on Monday π³ so fuckin good) and a hot chocolate. it was so nice.
yesterday was a good day. very important. very big. very healing.