hey. autistic transmascs. it's okay if your autistic perspective influenced your discomfort with femininity, and that doesn't mean you're any less trans or that you shouldn't transition/should detransition. if transitioning makes you feel happier and more at ease with your body, then it doesn't matter "why" you're trans. womanhood is not inherently sacred and it's ok to not be a woman if you don't feel like one. a feminine body is not inherently superior to a masculine one, so you aren't "ruining" your body by taking masculinizing hormones or undergoing masculinizing surgeries. do what makes you happiest and don't drink the radfem koolaid.
Just because your queer doesn't mean you can be sleazy to queer women just because you think they're hot. I'm so sorry for your experiences, and for others like you who have gone through it.
people on this fucking app love to see a post made by a trans woman talking about how shes treated for being masc and how awful it feels and make it about how hot they feel her with literally no fucking sense of hesitation
Every word out of these people’s mouths is just a confession of their own transgressions. Did Not Like Us hit a little too close to home Ted, you know considering all the accusations and such?
Nico made me MLM :”)
does goncharov tumblr know that two years ago I created a catboy boyfriend for Finn From Adventure Time and accidentally tricked tumblr into thinking he was a canon character. I made a zine about it and everything.
A part of me is ready to just end it all. My father has decided to just worm his way back into my life, now suddenly wanting to be a father suddenly now that his marriage has fallen apart. He's just like my mom. They act like I'm an idiot, incapable, just to be talked over and have people do things for me, then get mad when I don't know it. They talk about me living with them forever, not want me to go anywhere, make comments about me not being able to stay away from home. They only call me when they want somebody to mother them. I'm too stupid to be on my own or make decisions for myself, but yeah, go ahead and call me to baby you and do what you need me to do, or when you're lonely. Don't respect my boundaries or what I tell you. I guess I'm still 13. 10 years means nothing. Nothing I did meant anything.
Even with friendships, I'm only liked because they're lonely and miss somebody else, I'm a backup. Everything, nobody cares how they've treated me, and still expect me to bend over backwards or drop everything for them. I want to pack up and leave, yet I don't know where to go. There's nowhere to go. I feel like I'm disposable, there to be picked up when needed but on my own the rest. I wish I knew where to go, but I feel out of place everywhere and I'm so emotionally drained. Everybody acts like when I'm anything but fine it's a hassle and I'm dramatic. Idk what I've done but it's just my curse I guess. I should've ended it and stayed in 2014 forever.