I’m not here to argue or start discourse and if you disagree with something I say, just keep scrolling. A lot of my views have changed since 2018. I was a former discourse blog but now I just want to be a regular transman and live my life and help other men. That being said, feel free to message me if you need help with trans stuff. 11/23/2020
I would like to add, I deeply regret and cringe at a lot of my old posts (2017-2019ish). However, I have so many posts that the amount of time it would take to private all of them is not something that is accessible to me. I private/disable reblogs as they appear on my notes. I apologize for the harm they may have caused. 8/15/2022
I tag ftm triggers as “/ [trigger]” and non-ftm triggers (EDs, self harm, etc) as “tw: [trigger]”. I only tag common triggers. I follow/reply from @/thekidnapvan
Well, she said she liked me today and I told her I liked her too and so now I will have to come out to her eventually and it’s not that I’m scared to it’s just ughhhh cause it’s always so awkward at first
An update no one asked for but like a few weeks ago we were out and I decided to be big brain and come out to her without having to say it. I have a dysphoria playlist of Spotify and so I told her to look for an old playlist I knew was really down there and my dysphoria playlist would show as well. She saw it and didn’t even register what is was until I asked her about it later. She knows I have an ED and just thought it was body dysmorphia lmaoo. She even clicked on it but just didn’t scroll far enough down to see “transgender dysphoria blues” on there.
That being said, that’s as the easiest and least daunting coming out has ever been. And the whole, “3 day awkward period” didn’t even happen. We just kept talking and things were perfectly normal. But also, she is asexual so like, it REALLY did not matter
another update no one asked for: I’m writing this in bed, and she’s lying with me. It’s our bed, in the apartment we share. With our cats, one which we raised together, sleeping in the living room. She forgets I’m trans, and I do too sometimes.
asking a stranger if they are trans is the same as asking them what’s in their pants, its just a different font. no one, even another trans person, owes you that information.
Hey gang, I know I’m not nearly as active on here anyways as I used to be, but I am here to say it will probably be a hot minute before I post again
To put it quite bluntly, I’ve been struggling with a sex addiction for quite some time now and tumblr has been a big source of that recently, so I will be uninstalling it. Yes, I could access the mobile/desktop website but I absolutely hate the format so I don’t think I will lmao.
Love yall, yall been the best supporters of my transition. See yall when I get a grip on this whole addiction thing. Remember, jackets are great but bunching up the sleeves to bulk up your shoulders is even better :)
