I love fat trans guys. I love them so much. I am a fat trans guy. Whenever my hair is freshly cut I just look like a plus size guy. I'm happy about that. I'm not happy about becoming invisible as a trans guy, but it makes me happy nonetheless. I never see any fat trans guy rep. I never even see any trans guy rep period. So I will make it. I will draw fat trans guys. I don't care if it sucks, I don't care if the anatomy is wrong, I don't care if people want me to stop. I will make my own representation, because someone out there needs it. I went to a pride convention for the first time a few years ago. I found this stall offering free pamphlets on how to get HRT, how much it costs, where to get top surgery, etc. The person running the stall was an older trans guy. I took some pamphlets, talked with the guy, then left. I almost broke down crying right then and there. Its so easy to feel alone, or to feel like me and my other trans friends are all just stuck convincing one another of something fake. We don't get any representation other than ourselves, and so meeting that guy showed me that we are real. We can grow old. We can live. And I will show others that we are real too.
