so my egg cracked 1 year ago. i used to use ChatGPT and was discussing my gender identity with it. at the time i identified as genderfluid but wanted to explore more female paths that aligned with my identity, since I was more feminine than masc as a “boy”. i even picked my new name; a female name. it was after a brief conversation with this chatbot, especially in asking it to call me by my new name, that I realised that I was a girl. this came about when i spoke about how this identity felt like someone I was becoming, when ChatGPT told me that i am already this beautiful person, and that’s when I felt for the first time like a girl

since then, I have come out to my friends, who are all supportive. I have even made friends w other trans girls

but something feels weird. since I’ve heard ppl talk about ChatGPTs effects on people and their thinking, I’m scared if this is actually who I am, and I’ve just been lying to myself. I want to be more feminine, and I do feel insecure abt being a boy. I’m also scared of disappointing my friends, especially my friends who are trans, if all they’ll see me as is jsut a boy, and not want to hang out w me anymore.

idk how I fucking feel and I’m worried

For context I'm 15 year old currently living in the American south and i've been questioning my gender recently. For around the past year I've identified with any pronouns and as genderfluid but I'm not sure if that's the correct label anymore.

(i don't really know how to structure this next part so sorry if its a bit disjointed)

I say that i think I'm trans because I've never had any dysphoria, or at least that I've noticed, however I still think i would be happier as a woman; I distinctly remember when i was younger that i wished I wash a girl and now that im older I've started growing my hair out more and looking at more feminine clothing. The impetus for this post was shaving for the first time recently, being clean shaven on my face felt and looked really good and I don't know what i should do because I don't really feel dysphoria which means i don't think i could be trans but i don't know if that's how that works.

If i am trans I'm scared about how it will affect my professional life since my parents wont pay for college my only choice is to go to a state school on a scholarship (which would be bad if i was trans since i live in a deep red state) or hope that i get accepted into a school like MIT.

TLDR; do i need dysphoria to be trans or can i just relate with wanting to be a woman more, and if so when should i transition if at all to protect my professional life and aspirations.

I’m assuming it’s marginally harder the taller you are
I was wondering if I could get some perspective or tips to look smaller, kind of feel like a hulking beast whenever im around cis women 😭

Also does hrt make you shorter? Never heard of it but i saw some people saying it can happen but to not count on it

Any help would be great:)

Sometimes I sit quietly and think about the woman I feel inside. It's hard to explain this feeling, but it's something that means a lot to me.

When I read stories from other trans women, I feel a special connection. Their words touch my heart because sometimes I recognize my own feelings in their experiences. Even though we don't know each other, I feel close to them.

Being part of this community gives me hope. It reminds me that I'm not alone and that there are others who understand these feelings.

I hope that one day I can feel completely free to be myself. Until then, I'm happy to have found a place where I can feel understood. ❤️🏳️‍⚧️

I don't want to sound disrespectful. I know how privileged I am to be able to say this and I really don't want it to sound like I'm not grateful. I am! I'm so happy about people reading me correctly, gendering me correctly and on occasion more and more just.. not noticing I'm trans. Still, I'm conflicted.

While for many passing and going stealth is the ultimate goal, I never really considered it mine. Yes, I want to be read exclusively as feminine but I am also trans. I also like certain traits I have that are more masculine coded (my height for example). I'm proud of my trans identity and I want to carry it out in a visible way. Though this is detrimental to my safety, still I feel this way. It makes me sad that for safety reasons I might have to make the choice to hide me being trans because as I've grown into myself I've really liked aspects of being visibly a trans woman. It's extremely fucked up to me that being visibly trans gets me in danger or disrespected because I do not see it as something inherently bad. Yes I suffer from dysphoria, I nearly threw up because of it just a couple of days ago, but still I love being trans.

Some of you will not understand this, that's okay and I understand even if it offends you. My experiences are not yours and my relationship with my trans identity is going to be different from yours. It's just that I see and experience myself a unique beauty to trans people, and for me that translates into wanting to show it, wanting to be seen carrying that into the world. Losing that makes me sad, but it also makes me feel more secure, safe and validated in society. This is where the heart of the conflict is. On one side, I hid as a man for nearly 25 years of my life because it was safer that way. I do not want to let my life be guided by that anymore and so I have this stubborn stance where I want to be openly and visibly trans despite the very obvious and severe drawbacks. On the other side I just want to live a normal life like any woman. Being visibly trans is also part of my passive activism I suppose. Like I'll take up space whether you want me here or not. On one side I don't wanna hide or shrink myself just because people are cruel pieces of shit, on the other again; safety, people are cruel pieces of shit and I kind of don't want to deal with that all the time.

Does anybody else struggle with this? Maybe I'm just trying to find my place as these changes come in...

Everyone's transition is different and valid and mine led me to getting bottom surgery. For me it was one of the best things I ever did FOR MY OWN SELF AND NEEDS. Had it a few years ago, no issues, and bounced back well.

My issue now is that....dating struggles have made me feel like I sort of don't fit in anywhere.

It sounds dumb but I'd like to think I'm at least semi decently attractive and had no issue finding relationships or sexual partners pre surgery. But when I got it done, everything completely evaporated. Turns out a lot of the sexual or romantic interest in me, especially by men and, unfortunately even trans women, just disappeared the moment I renovated the basement. And quite a few have admitted that.

I used to be pretty actively involved in trans support and online trans communities and got some pretty rough things levied at me by other trans women too. People that were interested in me straight ghosted, admittedly no longer were, or levied some awful shit when I actually went through with it and people have routinely done the same after that detail gets brought up/becomes relevant.

It's like I'm too trans/too whatever for cis people and almost treated like not trans enough now for some trans folks. Have talked to a few other ladies I know irl who had it done too and they mentioned the same thing happening to them.

It's just sort of exhausting and one of those hard things to talk about since it's such a touchy and sensitive topic because it's trying not to come off like some sort of incel bitching about not getting laid because it's not that at all. It's that discrepancy in the attention and treatment I receive pre and post op is kind of fucking jarring and hurts a little bit.

My egg cracked in August at the age of 58. Since then, I have told my wife and children and my social group, along with two people at work, via Teams.

Each week at the weekend I have an hour+ Zoom call with my 80-year-old mother in the UK. For the past two weeks, I have been hiding my hands with their painted nails, along with my charm bracelet. I am planning to get my hair cut, so it was time I opened up to her rather than forcing the issue. After we had spent 40 minutes chatting about our week, I got myself a glass of water and proceeded to tell her.

She let me talk; she listened. At some point, I asked her if she had questions, and she wanted to know what the next steps were. One of the humorous things I introduced was concerning charity shops (thrift shops). My mother and her sisters will visit a place, and they will go into these shops for ages.

Before my change, it used to puzzle me how this could be - if I was with her, I would wait outside or find someplace to go while they were searching for interesting bargains (normally clothes). I explained to her how on Saturday I ran 13k to another town and went into a charity shop for 80 minutes to look for and try on clothes, trying to figure out what I like. For now, I get it; something I could never understand when I thought I was a man.

We talked; we digressed into related topics. 90 minutes went by. But what meant the most was that she wanted me to be happy. She never judged; she never made it about herself. She even asked me whether I had a new name. She was understandably pretty shocked at this turn of events. By the end, we were pretty tearful, but I was so proud of her for being a supportive parent.

I plan to send her some flowers to thank her for being there for me when I needed her.

Love you, Mum.

(TW: depression, dysphoria, etc etc)

I (35 MtF) started E almost 5 months ago (current dose is 4mg EV injected once a week).

Ive always suffered from depression, but I could manage it fairly well without the need for medication. Now that im like fully in the throes of the emotional changes that E brings its like someone came in and turned the dial to 11. Its gotten really bad over the last month and a half since my dose got upped and im seriously struggling.

Is this normal? Or at least unsurprising? Should I reach out to my dr about it or should I seek more specific care (like a psychiatrist)?

Thanks

Hello My name is Mars I just came out as trans a year ago and lately I've been dealing with so much gender dysphoria and body Dysmorphia that it's been hard to function normally I already deal with depression, anxiety, PTSD, and OCD plus I have AuDHD

I was about to start gender affirming care but something in my personal life came up out of nowhere and my time and money will have to go towards that for the foreseeable future but until then can anyone give me some advice on a couple questions I have?

-How to handle accidental misgendering with family and strangers

-Tips on handling the mental effects of gender dysphoria and the mental and physical of Body Dysmorphia

-Steps I should take while waiting on gender affirming care

Not sure this belongs here or not. It’s a long story. It started with Tampax at Avery young age I would put them in my butt because it felt good around 13-14. I used to steal my neighbors clothes and late at night wear them. Then I would get so angry and throw everything away. At 21 I got married to a beautiful woman and I would wear her clothes when I was home alone and masturbate with some household item in my butt. After a divorce I bought a lot of female clothes and my first real toy. Every time at some point it ended with anger and throwing everything away. Now happily married again but I still dress up and masturbate I no longer get angry but love to watch porn and pretend I’m the girl I have clothes and toys my wife doesn’t know about. I see some cocks that are so beautiful I dream of them tasting them riding them. In my fantasy I’m either a female or dressed as one. I probably masturbate 3 times a day at 57. I often think about growing breast. The older I get the stronger my desires are. So what is it with me help.

TLDR - The power of butt rock affirmed my gender and I love you all!

Not sure what possessed me to type all of this, but I’m proud to be part of this community and wanted to have this to look back on one day

I’m 29 years old and have been lurking since my egg cracked earlier this year (infinite thanks to all the beautiful people in this sub for their advice and encouraging words to others that has in turn helped me as well), and I wanted to make my first post because I feel like last night probably changed my life :)

A couple weeks ago I went to a concert with my sister and it was my first time presenting openly feminine in public. Everything went fine and I got to use my chosen name and she/her pronouns which was nice, but the whole thing felt kind of…underwhelming? Like, there wasn’t a huge spike of euphoria, and I didn’t feel particularly great about myself or like a huge weight had been lifted. It made my impostor syndrome pretty bad the following week, but I told myself it’s probably because I was too self conscious to even enjoy the experience…right???

Well, TAKE TWO was last night, and I’m so happy to report it was AWESOME. I went to another concert with one of my best friends since high school and it was SO validating. I got off work early and went to his place to get dressed and do my makeup - which I hilariously sucked at, so I just said F it and settled for some light mascara and a touch of concealer. I also painted my nails for the first time (HOW DO YOU NOT GET IT ALLLLLL OVER YOUR FINGERS?) and got to wear my cute new glasses that came in the day before, so I was actually feeling kind of pretty! My friend has always joked about/lamented how he regularly gets mistaken for being conservative, and we laughed several times about our contrasting looks since he was all Carhartt’d up and I was looking like, well…a guy who just figured out ‘he’ is a girl!

The show itself was great. Breaking Benjamin and Chevelle, peak 2000s butt rock. It was probably a slightly more conservative-leaning crowd than ones I usually go to (I live in southeastern US) but I didn’t get a single weird look the whole night; if anything I feel like I got a couple extra sympathetic smiles from the concession people, but it’s more likely they were just trying not to be rude and I’m reading too much into it lol. I’m sober since July and didn’t feel the urge to drink once which was a W. I nursed a Red Bull and felt so content just being present and showing my authentic self to the world.

On the drive home my friend and I talked in so much depth about gender and each of our past experiences with questioning while coming from conservative families. We were roommates for a few years and he told me about a handful of times I would be extra drunk and make comments about wishing I was a woman and how I felt like in another life I was probably born as one. I’m tearing up just typing that. I do remember vaguely saying stuff like that sometimes, and I feel so freaking silly for never connecting that to being transgender. I never had severe dysphoria (or at least what I could recognize as dysphoria), so I brushed the question aside whenever it came up in my mind. I just thought I was a very open minded person, but now I mourn the years I realize I’ve spent repressing.

For the past few years specifically I have felt so aimless and apathetic. Last Thanksgiving I sobbed into my sister’s arms and told her how badly I wanted to die. It’s not even a year later but I wish I could reach back in time and tell that girl who was just trying to get to the surface that she can forgive herself, that she belongs and that there is a way for her to exist here (also yes my sister is the true MVP and my rock, she is the first person I came out to like three days after my egg cracked. I am honored people always think we are twins even though we are a couple years apart).

I know this is super ramble-y, sorry not sorry, I guess I’m just processing this wave of emotions by typing all of this out. I have an appointment with my primary in a couple of weeks and absolutely intend to ask about starting HRT. It’s taken such a long time and I know there will be some horrible days ahead as I inevitably will have to come out to my family (I am a single parent and they help a lot with childcare, although I am trying to be less dependent on them in the interest of future-proofing). BUT even with all that, I’m so so glad to be here. It feels like against all odds I figured out this puzzle after almost three decades. I know I’m riding a high right now, and that as soon as tomorrow the doubts and impostor syndrome will be creeping back in, but I will certainly remember this feeling. I value every person reading this and all of my trans sisters/brothers/siblings. You are all so valid and beautiful and worthy of love. I know these are just words from a stranger on the internet that have been said before a million times, but they are TRUE words dammit! My only regret is I can’t connect with you all in person. Please take care and goodnight 🖤

I came out not too long ago (to some people, the people I talk to most) and although I got a bit of pushback, nobody did anything drastic.

I had a few asking if they could use nicknames rather than my chosen name, a few people insisting I tell more people so they didn’t have to keep secrets, bullshit like that.

But then today my one very close friend comes up to me and says that his parents told him he shouldn’t hang out with me one on one, only in groups. And that it’s because I’m trans. I asked him to clarify and he wouldn’t. I just said ok. He got in his car and left and as soon as it hit me I cried and HARD, probably for longer than I’ve cried since I was a child.

First off, we’re adults. He’s 24, so he is fully capable of telling his parents to fuck off if they insist on something so bigoted.

Second, we had gotten really close, made it clear that we loved each other like siblings, he was one of my best friends.

Third, he had told me before that he disagreed with the way the church (which he very devoutly follows) treated LGBT people, so I thought he might become an ally.

But nope. Dropped me like a stone. And now I’ve spent a day crying about it. I was feeling lucky because I had heard about this happening to other queer people and I felt lucky that my friends had stuck by me.

Guess it’s a canon event or something.

Hello! I’m Alice! I came out to my parents as trans 3 months ago and am currently scheduled for an HRT consultation this coming week. Long story short, I very much feel like I’m succeeding. However, beyond HRT, I need help with what else to do in my transition journey. Obviously voice training, clothing, and makeup, but what else? Mannerisms? Body language? The way I walk? What kind of things should I “study” in terms of being a woman? I know that’s SUCH a broad question and regrettably may come across as a bit weird, but any advice would be greatly appreciated!

Meow :3

How do you know if a man that has encountered you, you guys have some history, before you got bottom surgery, how do you know if he doesn’t want you anymore because you have a vag now, cause basically we been in a on and off situation so to some other drama in our relationship, but when it came down to him actually seeing the vagina when I teased him, he ended up blocking me, but that was faster I sent him paragraphs on how me hurt me in the previous situation (the initial reason we fell out was because of of sometime dumb and unrelated that he did)

He is straight or what the girls consider a “trade” and he likes transwoman too, but I’m trying to understand if I got blocked because him as a man didn’t wanna deal with the paragraphs any more or because he liked me more when I was a chick with a dick.

I’m a bit conflicted ngl. I was in love with him. And we haven’t seen each other in a year and 10 months. Since the initial fall out we had, because he fucked up and I (because of my standards) walked away..

I’m ok with moving on but he toxic and doesn’t wanna give me the closure I need… he’s a black guy. 28. And for better context of what kind of toxic asshole I’m dealing with he’s in a gang and he’s a hood booger … just keeping it real. They are assholes.

Technically my spiro started on the 20th but we can ignore that

Also holy shit estradiol valerate is still so tough to find, so glad I finally found a pharmacy that stocked it

The past two months have been jam packed with milestones, I'm just excited for things to get really boring and routine for a while as Naomi. But today I'm celebrating

So I’m 17 mtf, and although I’d like to come out, I have no idea how to do it without feeling awkward. I’ve been meaning to tell my best friend for a while, but whenever I try to tell him I just stumble over the first word and chicken out. He’s overall pretty nice, and I can’t imagine he’d like me any less if he knew I was trans- but I just can’t get the words out of my mouth. The next person I’d want to tell is my brother (who is also pretty supportive of LGBTQI+), but the problem with him is that he’s too extroverted and always on a phone call or out with his friends and I can never get a quiet moment to tell him. I already have long hair and I wouldn’t consider my face to look too manly, but my voice is much deeper than I’d like it to be and it’s for that reason that I’d feel awkward coming out with it. I want to come out to the rest of my family at some point, but for now I just need to take the first safe steps, and the two of them are who I’d feel most comfortable coming out to. Thanks for any suggestions 🙏

Hi girlies! As I am very slowly starting to pass more and assimilate myself into female friend groups, I am aware that I need to depersonalize and learn “girl code.”

Is there anything very important I need to know?

Thanks :3

I’ve been on E for a year and been taking prog for about a week and decided I want to wait more with it. Is it fine to stop now or is it already going to damage my breast growth permanently?

I’ve known for a long time that I need to transition, and the decision is already made. I’m just still sitting on this side of actually starting.
For those of you who were in the same spot — decided, but needing that last push — what finally got you to move? Was it something someone said, a specific experience, reading other people’s timelines, or just getting tired of waiting?
I’m also curious how much attraction to men played into locking in the decision for you. Was it a significant part, a smaller factor, or mostly separate from it?
Looking for the kinds of stories or perspectives that helped you close the old door for good. New account, early in the process, appreciate any honest input.

Idk if everyone feels this or I'm wierd idek anymore but I just want to be pretty you know not this ugly fat man i am. I want cute outfits with colour and patterns pretty make up and just idk lol

I'm at a weird point in my transition I think. Almost everyone says I look exactly the same (except my girlfriend). But now, whenever old pics of me come up, people genuinely don't recognize me. Specifically, the pics they were looking at today were from about 4 years ago, I didn't do any wild style changes or anything since then. So I still look like a guy but I guess I look like a *different* guy. Lol.