another page from my top surgery recovery sketchbook, scanned & hastily colored digitally 4u. this is an incomplete list because I ran out of space 😅
more top surgery recovery sketchbook pages here

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another page from my top surgery recovery sketchbook, scanned & hastily colored digitally 4u. this is an incomplete list because I ran out of space 😅
more top surgery recovery sketchbook pages here
November 2 2024
Once again I’m annoyed at journalists putting empathis on Käärijä’s weight (specifically his weight gain). IMO It’s the least interesting thing about him. And the whole thing about commenting on people’s bodies makes me uncomfortable. I’ve had people complimenting my weight loss a lot the last year and it doesn’t make me feel good: it felt like proof that the only way I was to be enough for people was to fit into very narrow standards of how to be healthy (so to be allowed trans health care).
yikes
Hey... My sister is looking for a gender-neutral word for expletive-dude.
Bro and the equivalent dude have been replaced with fam. Guys has been replaced with y'all.
However, neither fits the sentence "dude, what the f*ck?" Can we get get a discusdion going?
I’m back bitches!!
Howdy friends I’m so sorry for going dark but I am happy to report I am back from my unscheduled hiatus! My phone went for a lil swim in the Atlantic about the time of the tumblr shutdown crisis and when I got a new phone I decided it was time to take a break from social media.
And while that was cool and all, I’m happy to be back and ready for the tea!
If you have a funny story you want me to share on this blog, or you see something you think I would like, or you just want to say hi feel free to shoot me a message or tag me!
I will be checking tags:
#a coming out chronicle #acomingoutchronicle #story for a coming out chronicle
I always love to hear from you guys!
Thank you to the lovely peeps who have messaged me or tagged me in cool things while I’ve been away! Please know I wasn’t ignoring you and I will be getting back to you as soon as I can.
Im no model, the camera just turned on.
My hair is getting longer and soon I’ll be able to do fun things!
Heyyy!!
So I've recently read a lot of your comics about top surgery, and I really resonate with your experience (I haven't had it myself but I'd like to). I've recently been exploring my own gender and realising I might be non binary, but I guess I feel sort of an imposter in that I want to keep my name and pronouns (afab), despite feeling like I never got the memo about what a "woman" is, which I know is fine, but I guess I was wondering how the shift from your agab into realising you were nb felt?
Like, you seem to describe your gender as sort of unknowable and indefinable, and I guess that's sort of how I feel? I just want to be... More me. I guess what I'm really asking is, how would you define/feel about that shift into realising you were nonbinary, do you still feel connected to your agab, how do you reconcile the two?
Sorry for the long ask!
Hi, this is such a good question! I actually DO still feel pretty connected to my agab. I feel like I am a girl but also more than a girl but also not enough of a girl, simultaneously. (Weirdly, I never ever feel like a woman, and definitely not a man, but I do feel like an adult at least some of the time.) Top surgery was 100% the right decision for me; my body feels so much more correct and I am grateful every single day this procedure was accessible to me. (I was on a low dose of T for a year and a half too, and I basically just got biceps and a sliiiightly lower voice out of it. We stan.) I simply don't have strong feelings about how these things do or do not map onto gender identity or other people's perceptions of my gender. I am generally perceived as female, and that's fine! Like, close enough! I often feel somewhere BETWEEN cis and trans, or even between cis and nonbinary, and sometimes I joke that I'm just "nonbinary for insurance purposes." I mostly use she/her pronouns, although won't object to they/them. I like my "feminine" name -- I chose it myself years ago for reasons unrelated to gender and I have no plans to change it again. In terms of gender presentation I'm usually somewhere in the "tomboy femme" zone. Basically, I've been through a medical transition but not a social transition. Which is not very common, or at least I haven't seen much representation of it! (Be the bad trans representation you want to see in the world, i guess??)
Even though the words are often used interchangeably, I feel more alliance to genderqueer as a label than nonbinary, because nonbinary feels too clinical and "third checkbox"y to me, whereas genderqueer feels more expansive and undefinable and dynamic, with space for the ways in which I both am and am not performing girlhood correctly. When pressed to pick a gender word for myself, that one feels the closest. But if I'm filling out a government form or whatever? Yeah sure F is fine.
A lot of where I land with this stuff, though, is just kind of relaxing my grip on language. Top surgery was a relief, it helped me feel present in and connected to my body. Ultimately it doesn't matter much to me how much of that was *gender* dysphoria and how much of it was just... something I wanted, a way to make my body feel more like mine, to align my mental image of myself with the thing I had to stuff into clothes and walk around the city every day. I believe very strongly in bodily autonomy, and in making our lives as easy and comfortable and joyful as we can for ourselves, without needing to have a clean and tidy explanation for our choices. It is very possible to know with reasonable certainty that you want something, that it will be a net positive for your life, without being able to articulate, even to yourself, WHY you want it. It doesn't need to have a bigger meaning than ahh yes, this feels right. At this point in my life, I'm more invested in marveling at the sheer improbability of my own existence than in wedging myself into the taxonomy of known and acceptable gender narratives. I'm just a person, here for the merest twinkle of a moment in cosmic history, making soup and knitting baby hats and admiring bugs and singing off-key and cutting my own hair and doing my gosh darn best to light my tiny patch of night sky with stories so that you (and you, and you) feel less alone on your own journey through the unfurling dark. Gender is just such an inconsequential detail in the narrative of my life, and pretty open to reader interpretation anyway.
Not having to wear bras is pretty great though ngl