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Hope is punk, and I will hold that to my chest until the day I see the stars twinkle for the last time.
The world is scary, terrifying even.
It is also beautiful, and full of so much hope. Even in the horror I see the kindness of ordinary people who care and I remember...
There is so much worth living for. Worth fighting for.
People always ask: Would you die for a cause you believe in?
I'll add to that.
Would you live? Would you hold on to hope and live to see it through? Would you live, exist in all your complexities that make you... you?
what they donāt tell you about HRT is that you might really like even the most unpleasant and scary of effects
i smile every time my voice cracks. it really does spark joy. why does that happen? i was terrified of my voice changing, and it hurts, and itās embarrassing, so why does it make me so happy??????
i think itās that even the āābadāā (completely subjective btw) effects remind me of what iām doing. iām finally on HRT and itās wonderful and i love it, so why would i not find joy in my voice cracking or gaining a bit of weight or my hair getting a little thinner?
change is beautiful and gut-wrenching and terrifying and wonderful, and this is the most alive iāve ever felt. itās scary but itās good scary, like watching a horror movie and cuddling your friends. itās rollercoaster scary, or haunted house scary. itās the kind of fear you choose to feel, and would choose again in a heartbeat. itās not the fear iām used to, the slow horror of life passing by before your eyes, the kind of fear that makes you want to crawl out of your own skin.
HRT is good scary. i hope the takeaway from this is ādo it scaredā
As a genderfaun person whose fluidity leans masculine (I often describe myself as a genderfluid trans man), the rhetoric of ātrans men are men and therefore have male privilegeā bothers me so much.
Iām a binary man sometimes. Iām nonbinary other times. Iām often a genderqueer man. When Iām a man, Iām sincerely a man. By the logic of ātrans men are men and therefore have male privilegeā, I must be bobbing back and forth between having male privilege and not! Iāll have male privilege when I feel like a man and then *poof* it disappears when Iām feeling more unaligned nonbinary.
Except this doesnāt fit with my experiences at all. This isnāt how it works. Being a man doesnāt automatically give me male privilege that Iāll then lose in a moment by no longer being a man.
Personal gender identity isnāt the source of privilege. Privilege is not solely determined by who you are inside, itās determined by society and how it interacts with you. You can only get male privilege if you are societally recognized as a man, itās a prerequisite, which is just not true for the vast majority of trans men. Also like this reasoning doesnāt account for nonbinary or genderfluid people at all. Male privilege is a really complex and individual topic when it comes to trans people especially,

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one of my favorite Trans Experiences has to be relearning you own memories and realizing things that you could never make sense of are just clear as day now
Ah fuck, I'm not good at this kind of thing but like everyone else, I just watched Skin and am crashing out - for me, specifically, over the Gender of it all.
Thoughts below the cut, naturally with the disclaimer that I'm not saying anything about Seonghwa and his personal identity journey or anything. This is just me observing a piece of art through the lens of being a trans person. I'm also going to do this quickly without giving myself the opportunity to overthink it, because otherwise I know I won't do it, so I apologize if anything isn't as well-worded as it should be.
TW: Discussion of body horror, dysphoria, and internal/external transphobia. Please don't read if that will be upsetting for you.
General statement again for clarity: These are my own experiences and I am not generalizing them to all trans people. Not everyone experiences dysphoria or decides to transition, and those things do not invalidate anyone's individual experience with transness or their own identity.