Beginning of my new life.Better late than never

Gender-affirming care isn’t just about appearance—it’s about survival, healing, and finally being able to live authentically. Every step I take toward aligning my body with who I really am lifts a weight off my shoulders and gives me hope. It allows me to see myself more clearly and move through the world with dignity instead of shame.

This journey is not easy, and I can’t do it alone. Support from others means everything—it gives me the chance to access the care I need to ease my dysphoria and finally feel at home in my own skin. Every bit of help brings me closer to living fully as myself, without the constant pain of feeling trapped in a body that doesn’t reflect who I am.

That’s why I’m asking for your support. Your donation—no matter the size—will directly help me access life-saving gender-affirming care. Here’s how your support will be used:

Hormone therapy costs – staying consistent with treatment that keeps me alive and aligned with my true self.

Gender-affirming procedures – steps that will help ease my dysphoria and allow me to see myself in the mirror with peace instead of pain.

Therapy and mental health support – essential for navigating the emotional toll of dysphoria and staying strong throughout this journey.

Travel and medical expenses – covering the cost of reaching providers who offer affirming care when local options are limited.

Together, we can turn this pain into healing, and this dream into reality. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for helping me take these steps toward living as the woman I truly am.

Body hair can feel like a constant reminder of the parts of myself that don’t align with my gender identity. For a lot of trans women, that makes shaving, hair removal, or even just looking in the mirror really triggering.

Mirrors can be hard because instead of seeing my myself that I know that I am on the inside, I am forced to see features that bring up pain, discomfort, or even self-rejection

I feel so alone in this I feel deep distress about things like facial or body hair, voice, or bone structure. That distress isn’t vanity—it’s real, and it can take a toll on your mental health. This is always on my mind when I see myself in a mirror or take a shower this is why this gofundme me is so important to me for laser hair removal for my mental health and my dysphoria so if you can please donate and share this.

Todays mood

I unfriended one last night but I think I'll be ok and she will never notice like most as in the past we were really just friends by association which is fine it was nice for someone to at least say a kind word to me and not a nasty name like when I was younger. But I think I'll leave this other account as is and use my main account .if you want to know more about me ask or just friend me. I'm tired of seeking approval or friends or even forgiveness to something I may not even have done or accused of doing. You don't like me fine I don't care got a issue with me fine but say it to me it's bad enough that I feel all alone at times even though I'm not I wish you could see inside my head to know what it's like to be me to feel the self doubt to feel the thoughts of the world would be better off without you in it or why me I know I sound selfish but these feelings sometimes creep up on me and sometimes I can't deal so most of the time I'm a home body I'm sorry I'm anti social anymore than I used to be but I just got tired of trying to be something or someone I wasn't trying to fit in and not be alone but I should have been or should have gotten help years ago idk I wish I had gotten more or better or that there was better mental health and or better meds. I'm still mad at myself I'm mad at God if he's real I'm mad at my parents like how could you leave me alone and so fucked up at times I feel like the 15 year boy that just lost his parents I can still hear the gun shots and replay that night over and over in my head for the past 21 years I close my eyes I see it I pass the place where our hose once stood on 119. I can still see the doublewide i grew up in the good times and the bad all the horrors the house has seen the ugliness that not a lot of people knew that my parents kept hidden their mental health and the verbal and psychological and psychial abuse I saw and heard as a child growing up that no one thinks about or he's to young he'll grow out of it or he won't remember that or he don't know what he heard.

Really not sure what to think or feel it's just a sucky day head starting to hurt got some bad news from the ssa like those people really know me how can they really judge me and determine if I'm disabled or not 😭 I wish today was over with they don't care they don't know what's it's like to be me or Inside me head I just can't deal today.

Why is it that sometimes, no matter what you do in your own little corner of the world, you find yourself surrounded by the faces of smiling, happy people? It's not that your life is bad, but it feels like it has taken an eternity to reach where you are now, filled with trials, tribulations, heartache, and pain. You might wonder, am I just God's punching bag? I mean, there are the haves and the have-nots, or is it all just a facade for social media, showcasing fake friends or complete strangers? These are merely thoughts that swirl in my mind, so I choose to write them down instead of dwelling on them and sinking deeper into depression while trying to follow what the therapist suggests.

I live with PTSD, bipolar 1, severe depression & anxiety, and Christmas is one of my biggest triggers.

I’ve sold everything I own — I literally only have the clothes on my back left — and I still need help covering a few essentials to stay stable.

I’m trying to raise $250–$400.

Anything helps.

Thank you for caring.