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There is an old picture of myself from before I started HRT that constantly plays in my head.
It was a family photo and I ripped myself out of it in a depressive episode.
I hope I no longer look like that, but I canβt bear to look at myself to see in case I confirm my worst fears. 
I feel so much gender envy right right now please somebody inject E straight into my bloodstream. I have an unbelievable desire to be a woman right now. I need to trans this gender.
edit: now I feel so much like a woman! All of you, I'm a woman! A real woman!
I've picket up my oldest friendship(has been since I've been 3 or 2) and probably want to come out to him when I see him next, I've been hesitant, cause he has a lot of shit going on in his live, and I didn't wanna add to it, but it feels dishonest to not do it.
Last time I visited him he grilled asparagus over open flame on his (immaculately cleaned) gas stove, was a real dudes rock moment. Or I guess I grilled the asparagus, cause the guest gets to do the most fun part of cooking. It was fun, playing with fire always is.
Laser clinic is telling me I need to get treatment once a month, but I read online that facial hair grows faster, so once ever two weeks is better. Is this right? Should I cause a fuss? Or do I need to just resign to the idea that I'm gonna be doing hair removal for half a year?
Edit: thanks for the info. I guess I'll have to buckle up for a long haul 
Two weeks would be complete overkill, that number almost definitely refers to electrolysis which operates under completely different premises. My face hadn't even shedded all the dead hairs from the last treatment after two weeks. Once a month is a very fast regimen that you can go for at the start, when there's always enough hair to make it worthwhile and when the need to get rid of it is very pressing. Later on, you will notice that your hair's growth cycle means you'll get the most mileage per treatment when you aim for somewhere between 6-8 weeks.
Laser hair removal takes time, between 6-12 months usually. And from what I've seen most clinics wait between one to two months between each session. It's most likely gonna take just as long but cost twice as much if you do it every two weeks instead
Cis woman on this reality show is doing a beauty pageant in a peacocked themed outfit.
Specifically male peacocked themed.
Itβs giving tr@nssexual
This week sucks but I'm doing okay
laughing and loving live
incoherent mess of a self hating rant, mention of self harm topics and SA
i feel like im hiding from myself, i don't identify or i barely do. I don't try new things, i dont try to get estrogen, i don't try to change more than i am even though i know that i'd probably be happier if i just kept going.
does the mask comfort me? despite the discomfort of it, and the joy of my real gender whenever i try for it, the mask is security. autistic, adhd, trans, and communist. Surrounded by transphobic liberals, im used to having a mask. But i hide behind it even though i hate it because im more scared of being at the mercy of other's judgement and that judgement being something that would wound me to my core than I am motivated towards trying to be trans. I've gotten invitations from 2 different trans women to go shopping or try clothes in a safe space, i've ghosted them on the topic. Im hiding.
i put myself out there once, and because it went slightly bad i refuse to ever again. I accidentally outed myself to my marxist party and thats the only reason they know, and it'd be weird to correct them now, since just hiding would make everything easier to deal with (is that even true I don't think so). i hate myself, fully and truly, but im more scared of dying and the end, and i've already convinced myself that it will not bring me or anyone peace, and will just hurt the ones i love. So i disappear, i fade away. eventually they will not notice me, eventually i will escape, and when i go i can finally free everyone from worrying.
absolute bullshit, since life doesn't work like that. Life has too much potential to just leave, ill say, death is no peace its just the end, ill say. i will desperately try to convince myself of anything to keep going. As edgy as it is, im sustained by rage and indulgence in my addictions. I will not die until the US dies, and in the meantime i will do everything to ignore the specter.
i am broken, i don't think i understand how to have normal relationships. I was SA'd at a young age and that had an effect on me ig. Every relationship is sexual, love is too, even if you don't want them sexually not really. I am only just beginning to separate those i love platonically, romantically, and sexually. i am only beginning to realize that they're different at all. people only want to be around me because they want sex, they want to take it from me, like any transaction thats just the quota. I don't know how to deal with anything that isn't. Its hurting me and i hate it i hate every moment.
I want my mind to quiet but the solution they give is a lie. I wish i could just be who i know i can be, but im too afraid and self absorbed. My life is just me struggling with myself as they are my worst enemy.
Why am I able to have a good relationship with my parents when we chat over video call and not when we're under the same roof together?
(it's the audhd)
My wife's relationship with her mother improved dramatically after she moved out
Idk if I am gonna do Farewell in Celeste. The crystal heart in the hotel is fucking stupid and I hate it.
