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imageFirst day of life up until 6th grade imageJumped all the way to Freshman year of High Schoolimage

imageThen I cut my hair Junior year, why did I do thatimageSlowly it started growing back and then….imageI finally felt comfortable to express myself (the picture on the left was my debut)image

At this point in my transition I am 6 months into HRTimage

A year on HRTimage

Over a year and a half on hormones. My transition hasn’t been the clearest path but I am so happy that I am on it.

Update:

2 years since my coming out 

2 years on hrt

2.3 years on hrt

2 and a half years on hormones 

Its been a while since I’ve done an update so here it goes

At this point I am 3 years into my Hormone Replacement Therapy. I’m thriving. 

These pictures were taken days apart and I am 3 and a half years into my medical transition (The picture on the right was also posted by Instagram on all their major social media handles attached with an interview I did with them for International Women’s Month)

During this time I was 4 years into HRT. Clearly living for it.

I am currently 4 and a half years into HRT, 5 years into socially transitioning, 6 years into when i first came out to my community around me and I’m loving life more than I ever thought I would. 

Thank you so much for making this post, it really gives me hope for myself too!
You look absolutely AMAZING and I’m so happy for you!!

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So I work at a video game store in a mall and across the hall from us is this really nice suit shop. One day one of the guys came in an asked if they could use our microwave (the store they used to go to closed down) and we bargined for use of their bathroom in return since the mall bathrooms are like a 5 min trek.

So for like three months now we just have these men in really nice suits come in and talk while using our microwave and teach them about nerdy shit? Then I, the goblin king in various shitty tee shirts and paint stained pants, walk into their super expensive store and just get greeted with “Yo dude what’s good?” and talk about the pains of steaming silken dress shirts properly and it’s my favorite business interaction every day

A new jewelry store opened up right next to our store and when I used the bathroom today we were talking about it. I hate it on principle (they flooded our systems closet during building) and immediately both Suit Guys™ working went on mini rants. “Their suits are baggy as hell, I wouldn’t trust them to sell me a $9,000 ring when they can’t get a fitted jacket. They look so unprofessional, ” and “I saw one of the dude’s wearing a teal shirt. It’s fall, and you go with teal? At least get a color to match your store if you’re gonna ignore the seasons like that, Christ, but teal is awful.”

I live for this commentary fam.

#flower shop/tattoo artist au is out #suit shop/nerd store au is in

I must announce the pettiest update alive; due to some Mall Conflict™ (business fraternizing according to the Paul Blarts?? Unsure as of rn) our managers were forced to create ‘stricter boundaries’ until further notice. They are still using our microwave, but are no longer allowed in the shoebox that is our back room. We are kept from the bathroom until further notice, and all of us employees (bar the managers) have complained that this is too strict.

The ‘Their-Suits-Baggy’ guy agrees that it feels like our stores broke up and we’re caught in the cross fire, so all of us are being petulant children and insisting that this is ridiculous. He also said that being told he couldn’t be in the back room ‘made his heart hurt’ and every time I walk past the suit shop it feels like the penny whistle solo in My Heart Will Go On plays. We also now wave at each other through the window sadly since our visiting time has been cut in half, children in split parents style.

#letnerdsandfancypeoplebefriends

UpTHE RIFT HAS BEEN HEALED (as quoted by my Assistant Manager and work bestie). We are back to using their bathroom once more, we’ve been suffering without for weeks. Friendship prevailed my guys (victory selfie taken in reclaimed bathroom)

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Getting a new follower and finding out they’re a terf is kind of like getting a new follower only to realize it’s a porn bot, but a thousand times worse.

Porn bots don’t give a fuck about my content or who I am, but this terf actually scrolled through my blog and thought, “yes, this is a person whose opinions I’d like to see more of.” It makes me feel super fucking gross and that I’m probably not doing enough to support trans women.

So just for the record: trans women are women. The existence of trans women does not detract from my womanhood or the womanhood of anybody else. This is not a blog for people who believe otherwise. Take your transphobia elsewhere.

And, to my followers: please help me stay accountable. If I reblog something that marginalizes trans people (or sex workers or POC or anyone else), please let me know so that I can make amends.

PSA if you’re a terf and you follow me please just … don’t. Thanks.