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Imagine waking up in a soft bed to the sunlight shining through the window. You roll around for five minutes or so, still sleepy, but soon get up, eager to meet the day.

When you walk over to your wardrobe and open it up, you see clothing that you've collected over the past few years. Clothing that reflects your innermost self. You pull down a few articles - it almost doesnt even matter which, they all make you almost equally happy and comfortable - and pull them on smiling at the You in the mirror.

You make your way to a train station to drive to the next town. While waiting, you see someone staring at you.

You tilt your head. You wonder if there's something on your face. Embarassed, they approach, and explain that they see you from time in town, and ask whether you'd like to go on a date with them - they love the way you dress, and they admire your confidence.

You politely decline, but recommend some stores to shop at if they want to dress the same. They thank you, but seem shy about the idea of dressing the same as you. You hope that them seeing you in town would give them the confidence they need if they want to look like you.

You board the train, pulling your headphones over your ears, and dozing off...

Stepping off the train at the city, you look through the crowd and spot your group. You head towards them, and they aren't slow to close the distance. After being sick last week, you missed your weekly hangout. Now, everyone's back together again, from the person who first helped you in your transition, to the person you yourself helped realize was nonbinary.

Over the course of the day, they take you out to your favorite place to eat, you go window shopping, make wishes into the water fountain outside the mall, pet people's dogs (and even one very well behaved rabbit on the way home from a routine vet visit), you meet back up at someone's apartment to play games, and then everyone agrees on the genius plan to eat dinner and all cram together to sleep there.

After a dinner of random scraps and snacks in the fridge and pantry, you curl up in a sleeping bag on the floor. Someone accidentally steps on your foot, and you play the comedic role of jokingly being really really mad at your very apologetic friend.

ultimately its just people playing with toys and wanting characters they like to be like them but on the other hand some people genuinely just dont understand why even that specifically might be *relatable* for a transmasculine person in a way that is related to them being trans and it just feels sooooooo out of touch

people, even people who are supposedly supportive of trans people, even people who are supposedly feminists, are constantly imposing standards of toxic masculinity on transmasculine people, telling us to "man up" and the like. i honestly managed to not deal with this for a while until transmasc people ended up as the new queer discourse victim with the terminology of transandrophobia becoming more widely known.. its straight up not fun to deal with the preexisting irrational emotions i already have, along with the irrational little shoulder demon these people have encouraged saying that if I'm feeling hurt or cry it's because I'm not a real man 😬

and on the other hand transmasculinity isn't the entirety of every transmasculine persons identity. not to talk about myself more but exorsexism is a thing and im fully realizing now that I'm much more comfortable being seen as a man than a woman, but im also fully aware that society will never be (not even accepting, just accommodating) accomodating of the fact that I am genderqueer also. I want to exist as fully myself, but anything short of binary presentation of gender is taken as proof that I'm really just a woman, not really trans. Ive spent so long thinking that I wouldn't be able to get gender affirming treatments that I've wanted since before I knew i was trans just because of the fact that i dont want certain other ones, and only recently managed to start getting out of that belief.

Character design based on this bracelet I made!!