#dysphoric
I don’t know how I did it, but I know my amazing boyfriend had something to do with it.
I got my dysphoria under semi-control. It rarely strikes and when it happen I’m able to make it go away with a makeover.
There’s hope. It’s hard but it’s doable. With a lot of love and support, dysphoria can fuck off. You’re not doomed to have horrible dysphoria for the rest of your life.
The path to it is so long and scary, but it’s not impossible.
I feel so disconnected from my breasts. They’re large, sticking out, not meant to be there. It feels like if I gasp them and pull hard enough they should pop right off, but unfortunately it’s not that easy. It’s tempting to take a knife and just slice them off. Would the medical costs of sewing me back up be cheaper or more expensive than the cost of top surgery? Is it worth having a flat (albeit mutilated) chest if it means not having to wait to transition?
Do u express emotions properly or do u tell ur friends u deserve the biggest fattest nuts 4 being the coolest dude ever completely unprompted
Petition for Robbie to remake dysphoric
There’s literally no point in telling teenagers online that gender ‘does not exist’ and therefore their gender is also ‘fake’ and that they /are/ their biological sex.
I was there. I was a dysphoric teenager. I did not see how I could possibly not be an FtM; everything fit. Random people online sending me messages about how I was actually ‘just’ a lesbian did not make me change my mind or reconsider things. In fact, it just made me more convinced that I’d have to show everyone what a good guy I could make. And that’s what I did. It worked for quite some years.
Now I’m in my late twenties and I identify as a lesbian; not as an FtM anymore. It hurts to see people approaching those with gender dysphoria the way I was approached, as it doesn’t make anything better. It only made me bitter.
What does help, is to see diversity. Different stories. Know that there are many options. Feeling understood; that you’re not alone.
dysphoria hit me like a fucking truck today n the only good side is that at least the crushing desire to be a cis man has stopped me questioning for now
sometimes im really like man this body would slap if i actually identified as a woman. like. curves, decent tits, legs for days. i could get behind that so hard. and yet.
