It’s Weird Being A Maximalist Because Of Trama, Because Like Yeah My Cool Lighting And Completely Covered

Same

I have no idea what he's saying but I agree

I think so many issues regarding the “trans debate” could be fixed if the people so scared of trans people just knowingly spoke to trans people. This is an obvious idea and solution.

HOWEVER, I have a more fun and imaginative solution (imaginative because it’s impossible). I want more than anything else to project into people’s minds the experience of being trans; the discomfort, the misery, the constant never ending ‘mild’ disrespect and misgendering, the feeling of being misgendered by a stranger so you just have to let it go because that’s the 20th time that day, the difference of how you see yourself and what you see in the mirror, the deep distrust that gender dysphoria gives you about the people who care about you because ‘how can they see a man when they look at me, I don’t even see a man’, just the constant brutality of being young and trans.

Then once they can fully understand that insane level of misery, I want them to experience transitioning; the feeling of slowly being able to recognize yourself, the sounds of voice cracks and drops for the first time, finally being gendered correctly a majority of the time, the dramatic shift in mental health and stability, how the people who care about you react to you changing, just the serene overwhelming euphoria of finally becoming yourself in a way you never thought possible. 

I don’t think anyone with any amount of decency could go through all that for even a moment and still find such issue with trans people existing and receiving the care they need.

(Below this is just additional me rambling for fun the point has been made)

Of course this is all clearly from a trans man’s pov and I can imagine it would be different for trans women and definitely for non-binary trans people, but the idea would still apply.

I also want this to apply to more than just transphobes. My cis friends fundamentally cannot fully understand what it even feels like for their sex and gender to be 2 different things. They can see my struggles and my joy, but they don’t know truly what it feels like to have that discrepancy. I had a conversation with a good friend a few years back about my transness, when he first met me he couldn’t tell if I was a boy or girl (his words (most of this will be his words)) and so once it was clarified to him that I identify as a man (I was 18 boy is probably more accurate) that’s what I was no problem and I have no memories of him disrespecting or misgendering me. But when we finally got to talking about it the idea of separating sex and gender was something he could not for the life of him grasp, he understood that I was born a girl but now I am a man and again that was fine, but he just could not separate them and eventually I just dropped it and we’ve never talked about it since.

God what I would give to be able to subject my mom to my struggles with gender dysphoria that I was dealing with as a teenager that she was only making worse, and then show her genuinely how much better testosterone made my life despite her apprehension regarding me going on T. Whenever I try to talk to her about how T specifically made my life better she tried to credit other things in my life and tried to frame it like it was a small boost instead of the world changing miracle drug that it was for me.

I’ve talked about the effects testosterone has had for me a million times at this point and probably at least 5 times on this account already but I just will never get over how much it changed. My experience with T started out with the worst depressive episode of my life only about 2 months in and that lasted like a month and a half, but once I got out of that it was like I was a whole new person. I started showing up everywhere more consistently, my friends saw me more regularly, I became so much more sociable. Then my junior year started (3rd year of university) and I went from getting a 2.4 gpa the semester prior to getting a 3.9, I was turning in like 95% of my homework in on time, I had almost perfect attendance, I was successfully taking and getting As in my 8:35am classes where previously I had dropped/ failed any class before 10:45, I was really trying to be successful in school because I WANTED to be. That following summer I for the most part held down 3 jobs and made new friends and connections everywhere I went and I was PRACTICING, something that I have always really struggled to motivate myself to do. Finally starting this school year I was back in my private lessons so I had to go through ensemble auditions and for once I really cared about the outcome. The first thing my lesson teacher said to me after I finished my audition was “wow, I am so proud of you, you are so much more confident than I’ve ever seen you” and that praise has followed me to every person who has worked with me for solo playing. And I’ve still kept up most of the academic momentum from last year I’m still doing pretty good, I will say some degree of senioritis has caught up to me and I really could be doing better this semester, but like if it wasn’t for T I probably would have dropped out a year or so ago.

TLDR: (for just the rambling bits) I want to project my experiences onto everyone not just transphobes. And, testosterone is genuinely the best thing that has ever happened to me and I love being trans now!

it fucking breaks my heart hearing käärijä go "...but i wasn't the best :(" when he literally scored the second most points EVER in eurovision public vote, second only to ukraine in 2022, like sweetie NO LISTEN, you WERE the best actually

NOW IF I SPEAK -

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I love how human the whole situation is like, the crow knows the saying “you alright love?” Because enough people saw it and asked it how it was doing and called it ‘love’ specifically and it shows that after it learned that phrase and started saying it to people they responded as they would for another person. Like that’s just so human and silly and I just love it.

This is so real

the voice of the devil

the fact that op turned off rbs is very very funny to me. anyway i want this post on my blog too.

The one time I’ve done like a super interactive haunted house thing where like the scare actors can grab you and such, I did it with my friend who was terrified and screaming almost the whole way through but I don’t react like that when I’m scared I like laugh and crack jokes and such. There was one point where he basically ran and left me a little bit and one of the clowns joined in my disappointment in him calling him a little useless and telling me I should leave him (I am pretty sure she thought we were dating) and at another point a scare actor grabbed me and started dragging me (for added context I am quite smaller than my friend) and was like why do I keep getting grabbed and he doesn’t so the actor was all like do you want me to grab him instead and of course I was like YES and yeah

I like haunted houses in theory BUT I have no idea how to react when the actors speak to you. They ask me a question and I just… answer it…

The scariest part of a haunted house is the unscripted social interaction.

this tweet has given me more motivation to stretch than any "it's good for you" post ever will