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Warning - may contain Insecurities
I had a really tough time allowing myself to commit to another person again. When I started thinking about transitioning over two years ago, all the resources, time and energy I had were needed to wrap my head around me being trans* and all the stuff that came with it. I did just fine by myself.
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In for the long run, right?
I've been on testosterone for nine months now and sometimes I still wonder if I can even call myself a valid trans* person after such a ridiculously short period of time.
When I think back to just two years ago, or even just one and a half years ago, I was still living my "old" life. Friends still called me by my birth name, I still called myself ( Read more... ) -
Wait, that's me talking?!
A few days ago I listened to a podcast episode that I recorded with a friend of mine pre-T and I never would have realized how much my voice has changed the last couple of months! My voice still being high and on, what most people would call, the female spectrum is one of my biggest insecurities at the moment and I felt like no real changes were ( Read more... ) -
Untold Stories about Me
Once upon a time there was a sad and angry teen... A story that had been told a million times already and gets written again and again in sparsely lit bedrooms with poster plastered walls, sad melodies coming from headphones, mobile phone in hand while scrolling though various social media apps.
Even though my teen years are long gone, I still ( Read more... ) -
Onwards it goes
Finally I feel like I'm making some progress. This week was like a small marathon. I had a few doctors appointments and all of them went pretty smoothly.
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Read label before use
For many years I knew I was different from the people around me, but I could never pinpoint why. I always felt that I belonged to the LGBTQIA+ community, but could not explain in what way. My friends labelled me as a lesbian, because I wore tomboy clothes, wasn't interested in boys or relationships and never wore make up. Well, obviously I was a ( Read more... ) -
The age of (not always accurate) information
One thing that's bugging me a lot is that I could have avoided so many years of being sad and depressed if I had only been exposed to more information about trans identity and transgenderism when I was younger.
The image I had in mind when I thought about a transgender person was formed almost entirely by what I saw and read in movies, books, ( Read more... ) -
Patience, where art thou?
The first word that comes to my mind when I have to describe myself is patient. Usually that is a very accurate description of me but, oh boy, do I NOT feel patient at the moment, not AT ALL.
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Hi. I'm trans.
So, a lot has happened the past year, not counting that whole pandemic thingy that will, of course, soon be forgotten and a distant memory...
I thought about myself a lot over the past two years. I was trying to figure out what was missing, what was not feeling right. About two years ago I started thinking about gender and more specifically my own ( Read more... )