FTM Art And Writing

I’m working on a new piece that actually has to do with being trans, so just hold on a bit longer, sorry for the wait

Being trans is like being allergic to bee stings. Whenever you get called the wrong pronoun or the wrong name, wear the wrong thing or your voice starts acting up, it’s a bee sting. Sometimes you just get an itch, sometimes a rash, and sometimes your throat starts closing up and you can’t breath. You could theoretically continue to live like that your whole life, but it would be a horrible life filled with pain and near death experiences. Then, one day, someone offers a way out. A shot to get rid of or lesson the allergy, which in this case, it would be transitioning. The only way to stop the allergic reactions, dysphoria, would be to take the shot, transitioning.

Was bored in class, so here’s some doodles

Bright colors = danger

I was finally able to draw something with a face! I’m thinking of starting some comics and this’ll be the main character

School conversations

Life is like the road. Everyone’s heading somewhere. Some know exactly and some are just cruising, some people have the same goal but different ways of getting there, some need help navigating and some manage alone. And when you get to your destination, you’ll need to compete for parking. And sometimes there’s that precious moment when there’s no one around, no one behind you to nag, and you can take it slow and really think about where you’re going. You can make pit stops, but you’re ultimately heading somewhere. But most of the time it’s all quick decisions that push people to make risky choices. Some people get carsick, some day dream, others are focused, and some just enjoy the ride. There are so many different roads and destinations that no experience is the same.

Pretending to be an extrovert when you’re really an introvert