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You could try the gender dysphoria bible. These pages will probably be of interest to you if you want to know about the effects of HRT. There’s also a lot of information about gender dysphoria there as well if you want to know about that too.
You could try the gender dysphoria bible. These pages will probably be of interest to you if you want to know about the effects of HRT. There’s also a lot of information about gender dysphoria there as well if you want to know about that too.
My first name is a rarer name. I first heard it in middle school, where one girl had it. She was kinda a deviant and was at the school for less than a year, but I thought her name was really pretty. It was also spray painted under a bridge, and I would pass by it a lot, and that probably worked it further into my subconscious.
A few years later after cracking my egg, I was looking at lists of names and I came across that name and it really called to me, although I didn’t realize why until I passed the name under the bridge again.
I had also looked at the name Raina, which I still really like, but I felt it wasn’t for me, but I did make Raine my middle name, which is partially because I think Lena Raine’s name is really pretty too.
I read that as a poem, is it supposed to be one? It’s pretty good regardless of if that was intentional lol.
I’m planning on going to pride this year since I’ve never been. I have a hard time with crowds so I probably won’t go every year, but as someone who’s kinda stuck in a rural area, it’ll be nice to see other queer people.
Yeah that happened to me too where I kept slipping back into my masc voice randomly. I did a lot of practice with the focus being maintaining the feminine voice for a few weeks and that helped a lot.
One thing is that resonance helps a lot with the gender perception of voice, so brightening it will help a lot even if you can’t get your pitch up very high. It’s also important to note that your voice should sound like however you want it to sound; what matters most is that you are happy with it.
Gock is a portmanteau of girl and cock. :3
Thanks for helping out Keris! I’m very glad she found a safe place to stay. I live in Minnesota too but I don’t have the means to help much and I was really worried about her so I’m glad to hear she’s doing well!
I’ve never had a genital preference but for a long time I thought I was only attracted to women and I considered myself to be lesbian. However, after starting hormones I realized that I actually have no gender preference as well, but I still have a preference for people who are mostly feminine. Although it is just a preference and on rare occasion I will find a predominantly masculine person attractive as well. So now I consider myself to be pansexual instead.
Pretty great! I’m at 9 months HRT, and in the last few weeks I’ve gotten my legal name changed, gotten my ears pierced, and had my e dose increased. I’m also getting better at using my femme voice but I still struggle a little bit with using it in public.
Definitely an eepy princess. I actually just woke up from my second nap lol.
Congrats on using the women’s restroom for the first time! I know it takes a lot of courage, and the first time I did my mother and sister went with just in case there were problems, and it was still quite nerve wracking because there were a lot of other women in there too.
Spiro is indeed a bitch sometimes lol. I appreciate that it blocks my T, but damn does it makes me have to piss a lot. I can’t wait to get an orchi some day lol.
Up until I realized that I am trans, I always felt really awkward going into the men’s restroom. I would always check the signs like 5 times and then I’d go in, see the urinals, and still feel like I was somehow in the wrong place.
I also hated having my top off, and I rarely swam until I discovered rash guards. In middle school we were required to do swimming for gym and they didn’t allow me to wear my rash guard and I felt so embarrassed the entire time.
I grew up in a rural area so I was completely unaware of queer people until around 11, when I discovered trans porn on a shock site. I liked it, but its presence on a shock site made me feel like I should be ashamed and I repressed myself for years.
As a child I was always more interested in girl toys than boy toys. I also never really got along well with boys, and girls were not interested in playing with me since they assumed I just wanted to mess with them. Due to that I didn’t really have many friends so my parents put me in boy scouts which did not help. I almost always just clung to my dad entire time instead of socializing like they wanted me to.
My parents also made me go to a catholic “faith formation” program once or twice a week for about 10 years which I absolutely hated. It was even sex separated to make it even worse. The last two years of that they were preparing us for confirmation so they wanted us to pick a saint’s name. I had a really hard time picking a guy’s name as I didn’t like any of them, but I noticed that I did like some girl’s names. I tried picking one of them but they really did not like that and they forced me to pick a guy’s name. I started questioning them and pushing back against their shit which they also really did not like. I eventually stopped showing up and I never ended up getting confirmed.
For some reason, I never questioned why I liked the girl’s names and disliked the guy’s. At the time I was very depressed and was dealing with my family who were upset at me for being an atheist, so I guess that’s why.
A year later I started antidepressants and for a few months I was actually happy until school started back up again. Suddenly I started to notice that I was envious of women for some reason and it was making me sad again. A month or two later I had a thought about being a girl that was very loud and stuck in my brain. I was very confused and afraid at first but I eventually started experimenting with my gender and about a month later I accepted myself as trans. I didn’t really get to come out on my own to my family, because my mom got suspicious of my femininity and figured out on her own that I’m trans. She kind of accepted me at first but it took her about two years to fully come around to it.
It has now been about 4 and a half years since I accepted myself. I’m also now 8 months on estrogen and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. :3
Two ideas I have:
Find some other place that is primarily trans men and advertise this community there. I’m not sure where that would be though.
Ask people to recommend the trans men they know this community.
My egg cracking as far as I remember started as a very sudden out of the blue thought of “You’re a girl” while I was just sitting in class and that thought just kept repeating constantly in my head for weeks. It was so loud I could hardly think of anything else.
I was very confused and afraid about what it meant but I didn’t push it away and I spent a lot of time thinking about it and experimenting with my gender and about 1 month later I accepted myself as a trans woman.
I don’t remember thinking that I couldn’t be a trans woman, but I remember slowly edging towards it, and I first considered myself to be a femboy, then a demigirl, and then finally arriving at trans woman.
I’m really happy that you finally have a place to stay! I was really worried about you being alone out in the cold.
Also if you’re looking for free things to do during the day, the Minneapolis Institution of Art (giant art gallery) is free and also the Como Conservatory is free too. The conservatory is really nice to visit when you’re getting tired of winter.
Trans woman 🏳️⚧️
When I came out to my parents they were around a 3-4, but after a few years they are now a 1-2. When I came out to them they thought it was “just a phase” and that was really frustrating, but now they are very supportive. My sister has always been a 1, which I expected since she’s bi, and most of the other people in my life are pretty supportive too, so I feel pretty lucky.