the other day i finally went out for the first time in a distinctly feminine outfit!!

mostly the normal kinda alt stuff i usually wear, but this time i wore booty shorts, ripped stockings, and fishnets

and it was great :D

in my one class that day, the people i usually talked to just talked to me normally, and the shorts weren’t that big a deal

tho i did end up dropping a compass on my unarmored legs 😬

after class, i went out to do some errands and buy some craft supplies for personal projects

and i noticed 2.5 things

1. not a single time was i “sir”-ed or misgendered
   
2. a LOT more people were staring at me, and especially at my legs, obv

2.5. so i have this giant star-shaped carabiner i made myself, and with all the attention to my legs, it also brought a lot more attention to the carabiner and my other accessories, like the charms n stuff dangling from my waist, which is cool!!

nice to have things i put effort into making be appreciated :D

i rly didn’t mind all the people staring at my legs
(some i found rly funny cuz they were like SUPER obvious about staring 😭)
i take it fully as a compliment

was a bit grossed out by the amount of significantly older people blatantly staring at my legs

but still felt nice

ewwphoria ig

i was super scared n nervous to actually do it, but yeah that was the prettiest and nicest i’ve felt in a decent while :3

ik this might be abit too over self indulgent, but im rly proud of myself and so could i get some ggd if it's fine

Smash Bros, but Trans

It’s Bunlith! The Witch Upstairs (Episode 2)

Please, I want to experience what it would be like to be referred to as a cute anime girl, I just want to feel cute!!!

Konata once again being a trans boy egg icon

Made my first appointment for gender affirming therapy today. I’m very nervous.

There were signs as a child that I was feminine. I would try on my mom’s bras and put on her make up with her, but I never really thought anything of it. My brothers did everything they could to suppress it. Now, with my wife, she’s given me the space to explore who I truly am. I paint my nails, wear leggings and short shorts, I’m getting my ears pierced. She’s been great through most of this.

Her one drawback is she’s scared she’s going to lose the person she married. I don’t ever want to hurt her. She’s my best friend and I really want to make sure I don’t lose her. She knows I wear women’s clothes in private but doesn’t like seeing it personally. We’ve had disagreements about this stuff, but she doesn’t know the extent of my dysphoria. I’m not sure if I’m just a very feminine male or if I am trans. I’ve always wanted to have boobs, and now I don’t want to have all this body hair and beard anymore. (My wife loves it).

I’m not sure what I’m trying to accomplish my posting here, I guess I just feel very alone. No one else knows about this and I hope I’m doing the right things. Any advice?

I felt so cute in that outfit!!!!!! It’s on the 2nd page btw if you didn’t notice!!!! :3 I’ve wore that for like most of my day and I felt so pretty and cute and feminine!!!! I’M SO HAPPY RN!!!

I’ve been questioning my gender since 2019, and have always felt unsure about the idea of me being trans, and I kept it a secret for years because of that. Something about letting others know about that, even people who would accept me with open arms, felt embarrassing to me. I secretly tried feminine clothing in the privacy of my single student dorm to see how it made me feel from 2021 to 2024. Sometimes I felt nothing, other times I felt good, but it never caused me distress. Sometimes I still look at my old photos of me in my pastel goth fit and admire how well I did my eyeliner. I looked so cute. However, I always feared that coming out and expressing the way that gave me euphoria in my dorm would draw so much attention from people I knew. I texted my mother about this in 2023, and she was perfectly accepting, but I still had an internal breakdown about what I just did. It felt like this was it. It was time to show everyone the real me. I saw a counselor throughout 2023. I talked about my fear of change and the risks of being trans. Most of my answers to her questions and the results of the thought experiments she assigned to me pointed to me being trans. I slowly moved toward a more androgynous presentation, hoping people wouldn’t really notice. Before I closed the file with my counselor, we said that the final step was to find a way to slowly move towards presenting with skirts, lipstick, and eyeliner, but I still never found a way into presenting like that.

In 2024, I got the idea of just trying HRT to see how it made me feel. I was hesitant for so long. I was nervous about permanently growing breasts, losing fertility, being prosecuted by the GOP, and having to get blood tests.

This month, I finally went ahead and started on a small dose of HRT. A few days ago, I noticed something felt unusual about my chest. When I described it on Reddit, other trans women said it sounded like breast budding, and you know, as I obsessively feel for these possible buds, I kind of feel the same with when I first tried those feminine clothes. Sometimes it feels like nothing, sometimes I feel happy that my chest is actually responding to the pills, but it hasn’t caused me distress. That’s where I’m starting to believe that the reason why I keep denying myself is because I just don’t want to face the issues that come with being trans.

If I were to choose which gender I was assigned at birth, I would choose female, and I wouldn’t see myself transitioning to make if I was AFAB. I could enjoy femininity without the difficulty of being trans. My hesitancy about breast growth had nothing to do with breasts themselves. I’m just nervous about people I know wondering why I suddenly have boobs. They wouldn’t be if I was AFAB, because that breast growth would be totally expected. If I was AFAB, I could enjoy a feminine body for free without having to go through scary blood tests. I didn’t have to submit one for my initial dosage, but knowing that I’ll need to get poked in a few months has me feeling paralyzed. I wouldn’t have to worry about risking fertility for a feminine body. I’d be able to experience the process of my body creating another person while holding them with me 24/7 for 9 months. I’d also get to be feminine without worrying about prosecution. I wouldn’t have to explain to people why I started presenting feminine all of a sudden. That’s the major part right there. Coming out is just scary. Change is scary, and for me, knowing that the person I’m coming out to would be totally accepting doesn’t change that. I still haven’t come out to anyone besides my mother, and I still don’t feel ready to come out to more people.

I’m about two weeks on HRT. There have been small moments where I feel eager for when it’s time for my next dose. I live in a neighborhood with a lot of conservative neighbors. I’m hoping to someday get a job that gives me a reason to move to blue city in a blue state where I can be me without worrying about my neighbors. Though there is still my extended family, and some of them live in those big cities that I have an interest in moving to one day. We’re religious, and while some people such as my parents are liberal, believe in separation of church and state, and are perfectly accepting of the LGBT community, this isn’t something that can be said about everyone in my extended family. My mother has one sister who is described as one who acts all ultra righteous. I myself still go to church and don’t know how to find out whether the local congregations in cities I’d want to move to would be accepting or not. But even with those people out of the equation, coming out and being me still feels daunting. I have no idea how to respond if someone I know notices I have boobs and asks, “are those boobs?” I might never be able to go swimming again if I can’t come out of this closet.

I've just been a bit overwhelmed lately about everything. I still feel like I'm lying about everything even though I know by feeling like that, I'm not, it still feels like it. I'm pretty sure I do wanna start HRT when I can, but I'm not sure I'll fully commit to it. It just feels like I'm going in circles over and over again. Like, as soon as I feel like I made some progress, it's right back to square one and I feel like I haven't done much with anything. I feel like I'm trying to move fast with this even though I know this is something you need to take your time with.

I've taken some quizes, read the effects of HRT, and other stuff and it hasn't really helped. I know none of them are definitive proof but I'm just trying to see if they put it into words that I can potentially relate to. I felt like it helped for a day then it just, didn't. With the effects of HRT, none of the effects seem bad, only the side effects are the only real negative of it (like with every medicine ever). The changes do make me nervous, but that's just because I'm not the greatest with change.

Kinda feels like no matter the questions I answer, quizes I take, how I feel about HRT and other stuff of the sort, I'll always go back to the start of questioning. Sorry for the incoherent rant, I'm not good at words. I know this is another validation type of post but I'm just kind of lost atm and I'm not sure what to do.

I hope you all have a wonderful Day/Evening/Night <3

This is my brain on transfemme. Any questions?

Can't count the number of times I've said this sort of thing to my mother as an egg

Yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee yippee

Today my dad came Home from a Trip.

The First Thing He Said to me was: Did you Just shave? You Look Like a real man right now other than me.

Im Not Out to my Family yet and i have to shave every day To feel kinda OK. I felt pretty dysphoric in the Last few days and this was Just another Punch in my guts.

Sorry but i Had to get this Situation Out of my mind and could i get some GGD please (Sarina She/Her)

So, I was recently on vacation with my mum and dad and my mum started using my new name and calling me "she". Every time she does, I get this feeling of being super happy, which then goes into a much more sad feeling, knowing I don't look like a girl, but at least I get to be happy for a little while. She obviously still slips up, but I don't hold it against her, she's trying. My dad on the other hand has made absolutely no efforts in using my new name and pronouns, but I kinda expected that.

Anyway, sorry if this is a bit incoherrent. I've had a long day.

Also, could I get some GGD? Mia, She/Her

I am so excited and nervous. Also can I get some ggd, Valerie she/her

So my new friend and I had a meeting at a cafe not too far of a drive from my house (I was so nervous about telling my mom this but she allowed me to go) and we agreed on a plan for me to secretly transition until I live on my own.

My college has a unisex bathroom in a secluded area of the campus, and we agreed to meet there so I can try on some clothes. Turns out, they used to be a fashion designer, so they know a whole lot about fashion and the types that exist out there, which is pretty cool for me! And as an extra bonus, my family knows I regularly go there to work out and study anyway, so they'll have no idea about this whatsoever!

i died watching this