#tdov16

You have never been invisible to me. ‪#‎TDOV‬ (Although, if there are any trans people out there who possess the super power of literal invisibility, please don't think you are being excluded here. I'm talking about figurative, not literal, invisibility.)

In fact, now that we're on a tangent, whenever I've been asked, "If you could have any super power, what would it be?"— and that's a question I get asked remarkably often— I always pick invisibility. So this is definitely not intended to be any sort of derision against literal invisibility.

Maybe I should start over. Trans people, we see you. Also, literally invisible people everywhere, I admire you (if you use your powers for good).

Y’know, I didn’t even know it was TDOV today, and I heavily considered just not doing anything for it until now (’specially since my story’s kinda boring). 

Growing up, I hated dresses and skirts, let’s just get that out of the way. Anything really girly, I hated, but I always liked pink (it was kind of my assigned color by my mom, my sister’s assigned color was purple). I was way more comfortable with male friends than female friends, I hated being “lady-like” (crossing my legs, posture, manners, etc.), and when I lived with the white side of my family, I played outside a lot, sometimes barefoot, I loved playing with bugs (until my ex-uncle threw a bigass beetle at me when I was 3), and I didn’t care about getting dirty (living in the country at that time, getting dirty was just unavoidable). I just thought of myself as a tomboy, and never had a problem with it

I didn’t really start questioning my gender until two years ago, when I started feeling uncomfortable(/dysphoric) about my body, but I never told anyone caus e I was too scared too. I didn’t really come to terms with myself until around Christmas I think, and the only person I told was my sister. She was perfectly fine with it and even helped me some more. I stuck with identifying as genderfluid but I still don’t really know if that’s really what I am. My sister helped me come up with AJ for my name (the “A” standing for Amber, my birth name, and the “J” standing for the name I would’ve gotten had I been born male: Jonothan-Michael), but I don’t know if I’ll keep it.