Sometimes I genuinely forget cis people exist woops

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Sometimes I genuinely forget cis people exist woops
Unassuming, but all too consuming of my dysphoria:
NOT the shaking of my chest during my workout tonight (heavy on the cardio, so my chest def was in momentum), but the shaking in the shower whereupon I brushed my teeth. Yup, it can happen any time, especially when you’re left to look at and be conscious of yourself. But, this also makes me ruminate on the more obvious triggers I’ve experienced and the times that a “smaller” one had been able to click in my brain and screw in deeper than all those “bigger” ones. Feels parasitic and disgusting and I want to scream at idk ?the world? except there is not one person, not even myself, to blame.
This is a weird confession but I love being called by my realname so much? Like if I hear my deadname (apart from the dysphoria it causes) my first thought/reaction is a prickly "urgh, yes? I would much rather we don’t have this conversation, please make it quick" but with my realname it's "yes? someone speaking to me? aknowledging me for myself and wanting my input on a matter? Speak to me, you have my full attention and enthusiasm for the rest of this conversation” bc... idk, apart from just the validation, I know that the person is talking me, the real, actual me, but when I respond to my deadname I feel like I’m lying to people, and yet I still respond to it by habit/I’m closeted and don’t want to out myself. It’s weird.
trans confession
Now that I am in the process of coming out and transitioning, I wish that I never had. It is so hard to deal with all the backlash from family, deal with the paperwork, the emails, the doctors visits, the questions.
Sometimes I feel like it would just be easier to let my true self disappear and suffer quietly rather than be open, exposed, and vulnerable as I journey to become myself.
I just want to disappear. I wish this would all go away.
I worry my cats won’t recognize me when I go on t
The trans flag is BEAUTIFUL!
All insects are trans :/ sorry I don’t make the rules
I can’t wait until I can be that annoying dude strumming guitar shirtless at the park.