I’m sorry to all the transmascs/men who were discouraged from exploring or expressing their identities.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/men who were fearmongered into believing that testosterone would make you ugly, or that any form of masculinity was objectively dangerous and evil.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/men who were told that they were too stupid and naive to know what they wanted.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/trans men whose identities were mocked, shamed and belittled.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/trans men who were slammed as fetishizers for expressing the desire to be gay men.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/trans men who’ve been called everything from daughter killers to predators-in-the-making.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/men who don’t feel like they have any community behind them.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/trans men who have been forced to detransition.
I’m sorry to the transmascs who have been forcibly impregnated, put into arranged marriages, or denied basic autonomy.
I’m sorry to the transmascs/men who died before ever getting to live.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I love you.



















