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I want to pick a new name but I'm torn between a few, can the people in the notes please help me decide?? Or at least please like call me them, to help me figure out which one I like? (Im boyflux ftm)
I hope this isn't weird/rude to ask, also this is kinda long sorry, thank you if you post this op :)
(Please don't be offended if I say something rude about your name to anyone reading this, the names I'm gonna talk about are: Lewis, Luca, Luke, Alec, Alex, Niyx and Peter)
Lewis
the one im basically settled on
I really like it
Feels like mine i guess
I feel like transphobic people might call me louis tho :/ or even accepting people might not realise im a guy and think they've misheard and call me louis
I think it would go well with my last name
Luca
Stolen from miraculous ladybugs Luca and the sea monster kid (this is a good thing)
I think I'd rather the name Luke because this is like Luke but not quite and if you're gonna make it like 1/2 Luke why not make it fully Luke
Luke
Stolen from Luke Patterson (jatp) because I headcannon him as ftm
I know a guy named Luke who kinda sucks and who my friends and I kinda don't like
I like this name but is it mine
Alec
I like this name
sounds cool with the "ck" sound at the end
Same thing as the luca thing, why not just go with Alex??
But I kinda like it
Alex
I know a guy named Alex and I'd feel kinda weird stealing his name
Stolen from jatp's Alex
I dont really like the name for me i guess but at the same time i do
Niyx
Such. A. Cool. Name.
It doesn't really feel like mine
Also stolen from a fictional charichter
Peter
Peter Parkers name
Its just kinda. A name.
Doesn't really fit me right
i kinda like it tho
It's a cool name
From the Bible which is kinda cool because I'm a Christian
i love the names peter and lewis, they’re both so cool. i love the nickname lou, too. ultimately it’s up to you, but those are my two cents!
My dear lgbt+ kids,
If you want to educate yourself on something your parents, teachers etc. don’t talk about (lgbt+ topics or anything else), here are a few general things to keep in mind:
- “I want to learn everything about (broad topic)” can be intimidating. You may feel like you don’t even know where to start. If that happens, here’s an idea: Take one thing you know (no matter how “basic” it may seem) about that topic and ask yourself “Why?” or “How?”. If you hit the point where you can’t answer that question or are not sure if your answer is true, you found your place to start!
- It’s okay to stay in your comfort zone in the beginning. Not a big reader? Watch a documentary instead. Struggle to understand big words? Look for articles aimed at teenagers or even kids. When you got the basics down, you can step outside of your bubble.
- Make sure your sources are independent and credible: they don’t try to sell you something, don’t use fear, guilt tripping, misleading graphics/headlines or outdated info to change your mind.
- Feeling a bit frustrated is okay, feeling completely overwhelmed is a sign you need a break. This is especially important when the topic is emotional or personal for you. When we learn about injustices that happen(ed), we can get angry… at the world for allowing cruel things to happen, at ourselves for not being able to magically fix that problem, at our peers who don’t seem to care etc. It’s okay to feel that way. But there’s no use in burning yourself out or drowning in guilt. Taking a break doesn’t mean you turn a blind eye. It’s necessary for your mental health to not think about horrible things 24/7.
With all my love,
Your Tumblr Dad
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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
i've decided that if i'm gonna go thru some shit, i'm gonna get some interactions out of it
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
After seeing the dad how do I channel, I really wanted this one. I searched for it and, tada! Mom how do I? Seems rather new, but I love it anyway.
Unfriendly reminder that while you're busy mourning the loss of your childs old gender, claiming you need to mourn the death of your son/daughter, there's a group of boys/girls/enbies scrambling to take your kid clothes shopping, snatching up the chance to take those "first" experiences from you forever. Your sons first fishing trip is gonna be with his best bros, your daughters first makeover is going to be with her girl friends, your kids first camping trip out as themselves is gonna be with the besties. Good luck getting those bonding experiences back. While you're busy trying to guilt-trip your kid with your weird manufactured parental trauma, there's a whole community ready to take your place as the better family.
Your loss, someone elses gain.
me, 12 years ago when i realized i was trans: ugh woe is me boohoo i don't want to be a tranny that's the worst thing ever me, now: peace and love on planet earth yeah baby woohoo!!!! i love being a tranny this is the best thing ever
Finally waking up as your fursona
In my experience so far, She/Her/Hers had it right when they wrote that,
I will probably harbor some doubts, but mostly I feel fine. // Fuck that, I feel fantastic! I am living with enthusiasm, reckless abandon.
Like, there’s some fear and discomfort wrt whether this is the right choice but that’s bc everything I’m questioning is stuff I’ve never tested. Crossdressing? Hair stuff? It’s all stuff my “1.5in hair and cargo shorts for the last decade” ass has never experimented with.
And if the fact that my brain still lights up most times someone calls me Theo despite having had that happen constantly for a month, and the fact that I’m really liking some of the experiments I’m already doing with my hair (bangs), and the recession of longstanding confidence issues timed coincidentally with getting to college and flipping to testing this out almost-completely-publicly is any indication, then crossdressing and real hair experimentation is going to be euphoric.
(Also finding out SHH released another version of that song last year almost made me tear up bc holy shit the contrast w/ the lead having started (finished?) voice feminization)
transness is about shaping yourself in ways that make you fall in love with yourself, it is not defined by dysphoria or discomfort- you don't have to carry misery around with you forever.
been working on this little site of links to (mostly historical-ish) transgender docos, books, magazines etc to go with my new trans history instagram if anyone else loves transexual links enjoy!! 💖🏳️⚧️ u can have a transgender movie marathon without having to go to 20 random websites to hunt them down
ptsd, depression, and anxiety culture is lying 24/7, even about the most random or simple things so no one thinks you have problems
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Thing is is, as much m/f that is produced in the world, as a bi woman, sometimes I want to see a man fall in love with an obviously queer woman. I want to see a man realizing that the woman he is interested in is gnc and that isn't going to change.
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
First entry in a while, huh?
I hit a local barbershop on Monday and got my beard shaved off. Looking in the mirror for the next day or 2 kept making 🎶the person in the mirror isn’t me🎶 pop into my head, but since that’s passed, I think it was a reaction to not having that level of protection from weight shit (since that aspect is still here) and not a bad reaction to taking the next step in social transition.
Still dreading the inevitable coming out convo w/ my parents, and still stressing over writing the transname letter to my profs, but nothing so far is dissuading me from transition: I felt (and still actively feel) happier than (almost certainly) I felt all summer. I think this is the right choice, I just need to get over non-trans-related appearance fears to be really happy.
My relationship with mirrors has been a real rollercoaster over the past year and half or so. Don’t get me wrong, I can still absolutely rip my reflection to metaphorical shreds on a bad day. But more often I find myself passing by the mirror and liking what I see more than I ever have before.
We’re in a better place now, me and reflective surfaces.
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Three separate thoughts from recently:
1: I think it’s morbidly funny that I’m less stressed abt the possibility that I get kicked out of the house and my parents (or I) go No Contact when I come out than I am about how I would go about moving the irreplaceable parts of my stuff ahead of that convo or abt how band at Wagner is gonna work.
I feel like I should feel guilty about that fact, but pretty much all of me just… doesn’t, I just feel a sort of quiet resignation towards it. I don’t feel acceptance towards it, bc I certainly wish it could (and would) end in a heel-turn on their part bc “oh shit, our beliefs have consequences on a personal level now”, but I’ve resigned myself to the almost-certainty that that won’t happen (at least not immediately).
2: Having committed to social transition, I recently passed the point in hair growth by which I usually would’ve gotten it cut. It’s led to a moment of “this is unusual, but I like it…” a few times when looking at myself in the mirror. Funnily enough, bc I didn’t stop the barber from trimming the sides the last time, I’ve gotten multiple comments of “you look like you’ve got Trump’s toupee (neutral)” from my parents.
3: However, as I expected (and feared), the dysphoria that manifested in headspace a few weeks ago has begun to show up out of headspace too: The beard sometimes no longer feels pleasant, and as a result I try to minimize acknowledging it. The mustache, which was a squick even before the first hints of dysphoria, now provokes the same feeling of “don’t like this at all” with stubble as it did with the longer, visible hairs that showed prominently after having been allowed to grow out for a week or more.
things are so dark for trans folks right now, and i hate waking up every day to see nothing but fear and depression in our comunity. id like it if you could flood my ask box or even reblog this with the last bit of gender euphoria you had, no matter how big or small.
I’m eternally grateful for the response I got from a group of my friends I came out to, and I’m certain I’m as grateful -frankly, probably moreso- for the unanimous ‘we completely understand and agree with why you want to keep this private’ that I got than I am for the fact that it didn’t end my friendship with any of them and I was (and am) right to assume they’d accept me.
I think that 2023 is a good time for many of us, and allies in particular, to practice again the dying art of minding our own fucking business when it comes to the identities and lives of other people.
You see someone from one of your classes in a public place with a different gender presentation/expression than they typically have? Mind your own business.
You discover that one of your coworkers is in a same gender relationship, but they aren't out at work? Not your place to share that information in the workplace.
You notice that your neighbor in a red state takes a road trip across state lines with their transgender child every 3-6 months? No you fucking didn't.
You overhear students in your classroom using a different name and different pronouns for one student than you are used to using? If you live in a state hostile to trans rights, pretend that you don't know anything about this and report nothing.
You suspect that an acquaintance of yours might be gay, but they deny it when asked directly? Leave them the fuck alone.
One of your friends refuses to publicly label their sexuality? Good for them, you aren't entitled to that information anyway.
Your sibling comes out to you as questioning, but isn't comfortable sharing that with your parents yet? Keep your fucking mouth shut.
Don't out people; coming out is a personal choice not a moral obligation. Don't demand personal information about other people's sexuality or sex lives. You aren't entitled to information about anyone's gender identity, assigned gender at birth, or transition.
Bring back privacy, allow people to have control over the information that is shared about them publicly; it might save their job, their housing, their parental rights and their child's safety, or even save lives.
I feel like I should be mildly concerned that I seem to have a newfound aversion to seeing myself in the mirror while in headspace because, so far, gender-related things happening in headspace presage those same things happening out of headspace. Kinda feels like my history of not having dysphoria might be coming to an end, and I’m mostly wondering if it’s bc I finally started social transition…
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
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
HEY!
TRANS BODIES ARE BEAUTIFUL! ALL OF THEM!! YES, EVEN YOURS!! ESPECIALLY YOURS!!!
