My favorite girl forever and ever and ever
...yes this is about the adhd and transsexuality.
Yet another reminder that faking is a conscious choice that you make.
It is not something you can do accidentally, regards of what you're talking about.
You can't accidentally fake depression, or anxiety, or bipolar disorder, or schizophrenia, or any other mental illness.
You can't accidentally fake Borderline Personality Disorder, Histrionic Personality Disorder, personality disorders.
You can't accidentally fake ADHD, autism, Tourette's Syndrome, auditory processing disorder, aphasia or any other neurodivergence
You can't accidentally fake being trans or ace-spec or aro-spec or any other LGBTQIA+ identity.
You can't accidentally fake chronic illnesses like CFS, fibromyalgia or any chronic illness.
You also can't accidentally fake being good/intelligent at something. You didn't fool your peers into reaching your position.
You can't accidentally fake trauma, PTSD/cPTSD, DID/OSDD/DDNOS or any other trauma-based disorder.
Tldr:
Faking is a conscious choice.
You cannot do it by accident.
If you are worried that you are faking, that in itself is proof that you are not.
now, i absolutely should be studying. but.
i have officially gotten to a place where i romanticize my own existence.
the way my shoes dirty and scuff after a day across campus
the way the leaves fall around me when i walk under trees
the way my spotify playlist is curated to exactly what i want to hear
the way my t voice still crackles sometimes
i am so, so happy to be alive.
dear all transqueers struggling to be alive: i love you so much. i love us so much. you can find happiness <3
detransition isn't a mark of failure, it's one that shows you were willing to take a huge step to figure out who you are, and you came out the other side learning something from your experience. it's more important to find that out than to spend the rest of your life wondering, and not knowing
fun gang (+noelle) as kids having a snowball fight?
There were supposed to be teams but then they all ended up ganging up on Ralsei
I wake up with a start and stumble out of bed
Making my way to the bathroom, I hit my hip on the side of the doorway
My heart pounds, pushing the estrogen through my veins
I look in the mirror and see a tired girl with messy curls past her shoulders
Everything is as it should be
I forget what I dreamt about, and brush my teeth
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.
whats cool about being trans is my parents are totally right. i did kill their beautiful son. im the thing that animates his corpse in an ever more convincing parody of a happy girl. i devoured him from the inside out and now there is nothing left of him and he is dead dead dead and there is only me, with my hollow eyes and dark eyeliner and long hair, and my big smile. my limp, effeminate gestures belie the marionetting of the boy they loved. my fagginess is his death. already his body becomes a fitter home for my parasitism in full; the tits, the hips, the thighs. sorry about your kid. thanks for the biomass <3
A comic I made based on dream I had shortly before starting HRT. Choosing my own destiny 🌸 Though what I thought I wanted when I was younger no longer fits who I am, my future is full of abundance and possibility.