In case you can’t tell, I’m passionate about rationality and critical thinking.
Yay, congrats! I’m so glad your social circle was supportive. 💕
I just shared your story with my girlfriend (we’re both women, we know what it’s like to “come out.”) She wanted to share that she’s so glad for you, and that she wishes you a beautiful life journey!
As someone agender, I see gender as a performance, and sometimes I just don’t feel like acting.
… at their home 2847 Dudley Ave, Bronx.
It’s wild how they used to casually print people’s addresses in the newspaper. What a different time.
Also, such a positive article! The newspaper celebrates Christine’s transformation, even though it was published in 1952.
The thing to remember about having more friends is that that lifestyle requires maintenance. It’s not enough to make friendships, you have to constantly put in work to keep them.
I used to feel jealous of people with lots of friends. But I realized through the years that I simply don’t have the social energy to keep up with “lots” of friends. A smaller circle with deeper connections makes more sense for me, and I’ve come to accept and embrace that.
This is the way. Life gets so much easier when you live by honesty and surround yourself with others who also live by it.
Sometimes I cancel plans with a simple, “Hey, I had a long day and I’m pretty sapped for social energy right now. Could we do something tomorrow/on the weekend/next week instead?”
People who get it, get it. People who don’t get it, aren’t people I’d likely hang out with in the first place.
one fat gained almost 2 pounds
Excellent Freudian slip
Lemmy needs a /c/BodegaCats community.
Is it okay for someone agender to join in this discussion?
I relate to some of these, but I don’t experience dysphoria. I was raised female but I feel zero attachment to any particular gender expression.
Some things that come to mind:
My appearance is unequivocally female today, but it’s not something I care hard enough about to change. It would require significant top surgery. If I lost my breasts I think others would be more upset than I would be - I’d just double-down on the androgynous look I had before these puppies grew so much. I have told friends (both trans and cis female alike) that I’d happily donate breast tissue to them if I could.
Anyway, so that’s an agendered woman’s experiences.
Never shaving my beard, because I don’t want to see what’s underneath. Using it as a mask to hide behind.
This is very interesting. I have two MtF friends who both went through a period of having handlebar mustaches prior to transitioning. One of them hated looking in the mirror, and experimented with facial hair as a way to distract from her adam’s apple.
Cats have no owners. They must have meant “what it is like to be owned by cats”.
Common misunderstanding.
Years before my dog passed, I sat in my bed, with her at my feet, and thought about the days she’d be gone.
I started crying. Then the little sweetheart did what little sweethearts do - she came up to me, snuggled me, and gave me kisses.
I held her and let it imprint into my mind.
When she did pass years later, I thought about that night and how she did her best to comfort me. I imagined her still doing that, if she had been here.
Her passing wasn’t easy, but having known how she reacted when I’d already thought about it made the time easier. I know she didn’t want me to be sad. She wanted to make me happy and be a supportive friend. Even in death, I could recall that one night and remember her sweetness trying to pick me up.
To this day, I carry some of her ashes in a necklace over my heart. She used to want to follow me everywhere. Now she always will.