Sep 15, 2019
Transition is expensive but not acknowledging that I have a body or a physical form whatsoever??? 100% free.
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Transition is expensive but not acknowledging that I have a body or a physical form whatsoever??? 100% free.
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That trans mlm feel when you see a cute boy and simultaneously gush over how adorable he is while also being overwhelmed by a wave of dysphoria because you’ll never look like him. 🙅♂️
Trans people deserve the right to exist openly! We deserve the right to be visible!! Our existence is not a joke or a burden!!!
Hi. My name is Quinne. I’m a fairly feminine guy. I like makeup and all that frilly shit. But sometimes it also makes me really dysphoric. Sometimes I just have an urge to pull on a cardigan and hide my chest and curl up into myself. I like feminine things- but I don’t want to be seen as a girl.
I have body dysphoria. My chest makes me uncomfortable. So do my hips. So does my voice. There are things that I do not have the power to change. I would like to start HRT but I can’t right now. So I’m struggling to be confident and love myself the way I used to be able to. I lost that along the way.
I hate myself most of the time. But I still like how I look, even though the dysphoria is still very real. It’s a weird feeling, knowing that you look nice on the outside but still feeling… off? Still feeling not quite like yourself. So here are some pictures of me looking completely femme as fuck. Because dysphoria doesn’t control me.
Your body and identity are yours and yours alone. You are not an outline for others to fill in and define. You are a canvas- colored and made beautiful by your own design. You are an artist, decorating your soul with hues that only you know the true vibrancy of. You are a masterpiece. Don't let anyone tell you differently.
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When you really need validation, so you make Siri say your name eight times in a row. 😂
A concept: I'm living in a cozy apartment in the city. I've graduated college with honors and I have a well-paying job that I love. I'm finally able to start hormones and get top surgery. My name rings like a song on the tongues of everyone I love. I'm surrounded by plants and sunlight. I have someone who loves me and they haven't left. The world is calm for a moment.
I haven’t actively used this blog in a while but y’all keep interacting with my posts and I feel like I should again. I read all of your tags and comments and it really means a lot that you all find my words relatable or comforting in some way. So I’m going to try to keep posting on here and transcribing my thoughts into words, throwing them into the void and whatnot. Maybe they’ll be useful, who knows?