My Friend: So You're Trans And DON'T Own Any Blåhaj? That's Odd.

one of those depressing episodes

My crush, when I asked him for his type straight up told me he doesn't likes 'girls with dicks' guess I have bottom dysphoria now

Petitions - UK Government and Parliament

Petition: Legally enshrine the right of adults to physically transition using NHS services

Introduce a law to legally protect the right of those aged 18 and over to transition using NHS services. This should specifically cover phys

Uk peeps!! Let’s get this going! 🏳️‍⚧️🇬🇧

Step on me that, step on me this. How about slowly overpowering a person that is stepping on you while grunting aggressively?

Mom banned me for walking shirtless around the house

the cost of being silly all the time is never being taken seriously.

thanks

You are not alone. You are not different. Every trans girl has stood where you stand now, looking at the reflection in the mirror and wondering if she will ever recognize herself. Every single one of us was given a hand we never asked for, a role we never chose—but now, we hold the power to rewrite our story.

It’s easy to feel like you’re falling behind, like you’re somehow less than because your body isn’t changing fast enough, because your voice isn’t quite where you want it to be, because you don’t feel as feminine as you know you are. But let me tell you a secret—every trans girl has felt that way. We’ve all stared at ourselves and asked, why am I different? Why does it feel like I’ll never get there?

But you will. Because you’re not behind. You’re not failing. You’re becoming. And becoming takes time.

You are perfect in your own way—right now, in this moment. No one can take that away from you. You deserve the time to grow into yourself, to bloom in ways you never thought possible, to embrace the beauty of who you are and who you are becoming.

And when you do? Oh, love, the world won’t know what hit it.

So take your time. Give yourself grace. Love yourself fiercely. You are worth it.

Sending all my love to you, wherever you are. You’ve got this.

meow

I can't stress enough how much I fricking hate messaging people. Just give me your phone number so I can call.