we need more stories about high femme prom queen types who become weird faggy guys. you haven't seen Behaviors until you've seen a repressed closeted tboy holding on to socially acceptable heterosexual femininity by the skin of his teeth
Me before I came out, when I did pageants and modeling.
Me after I came out, cut off my hair, bought comfortable clothes, and decided to actually wear my glasses because fuck contacts.
This was me the day of my junior prom. The dress weighed around 20 lbs, was the first one I tried on, and my makeup was done by someone who still thought brown lip liner looked good on white people. I spent the entire day being photographed and generally hating how I looked and wishing I could figure out why, when everything was technically perfect.
And this was me about eleven years later- two weeks after I started T in the first photo, and at around 5 months on T in the second. Much happier, married to the love of my life, and finally looking like myself!
Such girl, very wow (pro ballet, modeling, and my first wedding)
Came out in 2016, here's nine years of transformation (in reverse order, sorry)
Turns out I'm neither a Normal Guy nor a woman, but a much weirder type of faggy masc thing.
And that's pretty great.
In my lifestyle lolita egg era. Somehow getting to dress like a princess gave me the will to get up in the morning
1 year and 5 months on T
granted being a big ol goth doesn't really fit the bill of "socially acceptable heterosexual femininity" but i was HYPER feminine when i was closeted, especially in the years between when i FIRST tried to come out (age 16 - around the time of those first photos) and when i actually made the jump (age 19 - about a year after the last photo)
you can tell in that second to last photo i literally got a tattoo that said "MAD GIRL" which was an exercise in many things, including abstract self-harm, a visual reminder that i had given up on myself, and wildly underestimating the number of dudes who would misread it as BAD GIRL and take that as a cue to say gross shit to me while i was at work
anyway never kill yourself
haha yeah 🫣
consciously dipped my toes into the gender fuckery pool at around 15/16 but I was pentecostal at the time and well. took them out real quick
i tried very very hard to be “femme” for a LONG time but during covid lockdowns I didn’t have to perform for anyone and I slowly started to let it all go and now I’m a silly little man 😌
ahem
these are about 10 years apart, 7 years on t and 5 years post op. it gets better guys
