Eww
My brain just had a thought doubting if I’m worthy of being trans for some reason?????
Girl????
We’ve been at this for like over 2 years.
Ugh shut up. lol

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Eww
My brain just had a thought doubting if I’m worthy of being trans for some reason?????
Girl????
We’ve been at this for like over 2 years.
Ugh shut up. lol
me listening to waltz moore in 2018: aw that's so sad :((( poor sonny :(
me listening to it in 2020: haha dysphoria go brrr
memories of a trans boy at an early age.
- when i cried every month when i got my period
-when i compared my breasts to the other girls in my age because i thought they were too big and i would always look like a girl
-when i “went on strike” for not wearing glittery clothes
-when i cut my hair in the summer of the third grade because i just. wanted. it. off.
-when i genuinely got scared for puberty and what it would do to my body
-when i started to wear hoodies every day in fourth grade because that’s the only thing that didn’t cause me to be uncomfortable
-when i started to learn how to play pokémon and my tomboy friend let me join in on the pokémon circle at recess and i got so happy because the group consisted mainly of guys
-hating my birth name- but then thinking every kid didn’t like their name
-dressing over feminine because i thought it would make me a girl
-not liking the way my ballet and tap recital dresses hugged around my hips..
-..but loving the way my hip hop costume made me look like a boy because of the style and how baggy everything was
-hating low cut shirts- or any shirt that went even slightly below my collarbones
-wanting to cry when mom taught me how to put on a bra
-wanting to cry and hide in a corner when i realized i was the first person in my grade to develop breasts and to be hit hard by puberty
-wearing baggy men’s t shirts because it didn’t hug around anything (i didn’t realize that the shirts were men’s at first, but i wasn’t upset nor did i want to start buying women’s shirts instead after i realized)
...
Y’all ever get misgendered and you know it wasn’t on purpose but the awkwardness of it all makes you feel dysphoric asl? In the aspect of having to correct them or even working up the courage to correct them and just wishing that it wasn’t the way it is? Wishing, pleading and yearning to be normal. To have your insides match your outside. To pass. To look the way you feel. To be what you envision and you know, in that moment you know, you’ve still got a long way to go before you get where you want to go and get to be who you want to be and the idea of that just makes you want to die.
I hate feeling like I’m on display
*damn daniel voice* back at it again with the top dysphoria!!!
dysphoria go away challenge
one day i will be able to wear tank tops in public.
one day i will be able to swim with my friends.
one day i will be able to change clothes in the same room as someone else without having to ask them to look away.
one day i will be able to use the men’s restroom without having to worry about someone else being there.
one day i won’t have to prove myself to the kids at school.
one day my mom will stop saying that i’m using “my transgender identity as a coping mechanism for my dads death”
one day i will stop having shark week.
one day i will be injecting testosterone into my body.
one day i will wake up from surgery with a flat chest.
one day i will be able to give away my binders.
one day i will only have to use an ace bandage for a sprained wrist or sore knee.
one day i will be happy in this body.
pls listen to me vent, respond, and then pretend that it didn’t happen and that i was never vulnerable and that i have no emotions