i don’t know how much longer i can be satisfied like this. pre-everything trans guy who can’t transition cause i live with family cause im 19 and the economy is bullshit so i don’t know if/when i’ll be able to move out and come out and ruin their lives (again) with my queer existence or if that’ll happen before they find some “good nice muslim boy in finance” for me to be married off to cause i wasn’t “trying hard enough and only have so much time.” i just want to hold my boyfriend when we’re in bed and not have my long ass hair get in the way. i want to be able to take off my shirt in the summer and not have to worry. i don’t want to keep smiling and gritting my teeth as im constantly misgendered or grouped in as “one of the girls” because i know how i look and the assumptions being made so i can’t get too upset. and then i turn on the news and remember the world i seemingly was in when i figured out i was queer 9 years ago has long since disappeared so i don’t even know if i’ll have the chance.










