#axl's trans problems

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update

(if you don’t know already, i packed up and moved to a new url some time ago; panzerhole.) i’d like to bring it to people’s attention that i am being forced to conform to female standards (birth name, female pronouns, etc.) by my parents, and as a result my social anxiety has been acting up a lot more. i sunk really low in emotion a few days ago, but i’m recovering. you may be thinking, “but your parents weren’t happy about your gender before, what’s wrong now??” well it’s escalated,,, ok??? my dad actually abused me over it (i have multiple infections from haemorrhaging in my mouth because of him) and he now forces me to wear things to conform to my female gender. personally, i don’t mind wearing dresses and such, but while they think its because i’m conforming to my biological gender, it really kills me inside.

abuse of trans peoples do happen.

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i want to cut my hair so i can express my gender even more but my parents keep guilt-tripping me into thinking otherwise. “you’re beautiful the way you are!!” “this... sounds like signs of homosexuality. “i love your hair so much!” “[biological name], you’re just following the trend.” “you need to have a good reason for doing it.” “is it because your friends have short hair?” “don’t let them corrupt your mind.” “you’re stronger than that.”

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“why are you wearing a skirt if you want to be a boy??” i’m not even in drag. i feel comfortable with who i am and even though i haven’t transitioned yet i can still identify as male and still wear dresses. it doesn’t make me any less of a man. fuck stereotypes

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oK SO MY MOM BOUGHT ME TRACKPANTS AND THEY LOOKED GOOD SO IM LIKE “YEAH THANKS MOM” AND UPON CLOSER INSPECTION THERE’S THIS SHIELD ON IT THAT SAYS “GIRLS TEAM” IM ABOUT TO CRY I DON’T KNOW IF SHE WAS TRYING TO DISRESPECT ME BUT NOW I DON’T WANT TO WEAR THEM HHHH

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Me: *sits with my legs crossed in a box formation*

Mom: stop sitting like a boy. you're not a boy. get that through your skull. sit like a girl.

Me:

Me: *turns head to her*

Me: *looks down*

Me:

Mom:

Me:

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i can always hear when someone new who i haven’t seen for a while asks why i tuck my hair in, my mom always replies with “she’s going through a phase”

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tried to come out to my mom.

now all she does is judge me if i do anything remotely “boyish”

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my good friend, frjies, just asked this person that has been causing emotional trauma to the both of us for a year now to at least respect my pronouns. now this person is ignoring the both of us. i feel like a piece of shit.