I feel like my transmasculinity has given me a degree of confidence and security I was reaching for my whole life? Like, back when I was still “totally a cis girl, what do you mean?” if someone had told my I was a shortarse with a tiny cock and balls, I’d have been FURIOUS and UPSET and given a whole spiel (either internally externally) about how I’m only a hair under the average height for women in the UK and that actually, using small dick as an insult is really childish and misogynist, and I love having a vulva,a clitoris is so much better than a cock when you really think about it and and and and and…
Whereas now I’d be like, “Yeah, fair point. I’m fully pocket sized, my dick’s less than an inch and I’ve got no balls at all.”
It’s like… I still get height dysphoria, and bottom dysphoria, it’s not vanished. But all that insecurity and need to prove myself has just *gone*. I know what I am - namely, *awesome*.