I came out to the one person that matters most, and everything was OK. Like better than OK. What was the point of all that internal torture I put myself through? Finally feel like I can breathe again.
Still think the gods are having a huge laugh at my expense over the timing though.
Your comment made me realize with new clarity how much male relationships are built on a shock factor comedic antics and edgy humor, which include casual homophobia and misogyny, racism or just generally "punching down."
But also, ick.
Me too female sign emoji hexadecimal, me too.
Hugs.
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I can't see clearly now dysphoria's gone.
I can clear all obstacles to my peace.
We're all our worst critics in our own heads.
Wanna see your bright, bright beautiful smile.
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They want your dog to like them??? ๐ญโค๏ธ๐ญ๐
I'm afraid to ask, but was balding an issue for you? (You mentioned several decades.) And is there anything to be done? I'm having next level dysphoria about my hair right now.
Had my own That Dream recently.
You know how in the movie Interstellar, there is the tesseract, an endless matrix grid showing moments in space and time?
In the dream I am in my own Trans Tesseract, seeing images of myself at future points in time going through the various stages of transition.
Woke up and my first thought was, "What a very normal cishet dream. I think I need to check some things..."
My egg cracked ๐
Reagan is in hell waiting for heaven to trickle down.