How the AFAB trans-in-denial experience went like for me:
„Ofc I’d never want to cut my long beautiful hair!!! It’s the only thing feminine pretty about me! *one mental breakdown hair cut later* Wow…why does this so good? Like why am I so giddy about this? Ahaha Surely because it was always such a bother to style it, right? It’s gonna be so easy now! Yeah! Definitely no other reason why this just feels like me , ahaha. *experiencing gender euphoria for the first time and doesnt even know it*”
„I would rather die than experience another period, but pfft ALL the girls feel this way right? Im so feminist for never wanting kids ahaha. Girl boss am I right??”
„I’m so lucky that I’m so curvy, so many of my girl friends probably wish they were more curvy, I would TOTALLY switch body types with them for no other reason than that I wish them the best! I totally don’t envy their ability to pass as boy’s/non-binary if they tried! Not at all! Would switch body types purely out of my good will is all! They’re just a bother when exercising, so I’d probably feel better without them too; in a totally cis way ofc!!!”
„…why does it lowkey feel so fun to be mistaken as a boy/enby online-„
(Just want to reiterate that none of these experiences make you inherently trans/genderqueer! These are just my personal moments of pure denial in retrospect!)
