After coming out to my wife a couple weeks ago, I finally got up the courage to shave my legs for the first time. I went about the house wearing short shorts and when we sat on the sofa together she rubbed my leg. It was nice.
eyes briefly flash white in acknowledgement
Ubuntu in ~2015 was peak Linux (for me). Everything worked flawlessly with zero bugs, even printers. It's been downhill ever since with the exception of Steam Proton, but even then I've had more bugs with Steam in the past couple years then I did in 2013.
I didn't say that, but ya you seem to have fallen for Republican propaganda.
No matter who Democrats pick they will always be painted as unlikeable, losers, and evil by Republicans. If you think picking a "likeable" candidate is the trick then you too have fallen for the endless Republican framing trap.
I remember discussing this in 1998ish and the concensus then was saying "twenty ___ " only.made sense statting in 2020. I actually started doing in the early 2010's.
I'm not sure this kind of mental masturbation is helpful. It's definitely not funny.
That's a fair take. After seeing everyone else advice I think I was projecting too much.
Well, I scheduled an appointment with a therapist. Said I wanted to talk about gender identity issues, amongst other things. The first time I've ever revealed myself IRL. It felt good, and was kind of exciting too.
Well, to me you are incredibly brave.
Thank you for telling me your situation. I don't know what's going to happen with my life but hearing from you and the others means a lot, and makes me feel less alone.
I watched it all and several of her other videos and ill be watching more. Thank you. Is the height and hair thing true? My body hair and balding are what trigger my dysphoria the most.
Is just "trying" HRT a thing? A doctor will just prescribe it estrogen and anti androgens?
That's basically what I'd be looking at. You are a very strong and brave woman.
Thank you so so much
My heart goes out to you internet stranger. If you're willing to share more, I'd love to hear how your life had changed for the better.
What's probably crazy is thinking about it for months and years and years feels normal. I have an equation in my head, are* the benefits of transitioning equal to or greater than the cost of blowing up my life. Right now it still feels like the cost would be too high, but I don't know anymore...
No therapist but I'm hoping to start seeing one soon. I have a lot I need to deal with besides being trans.
Close friend came out as a trans woman to me and has started transitioning. She doesn't know that I am trans too.
Long story short, I've known that I was trans long before I had even heard the word. There were signs as early as 4 years old and I knew by the time I was 8. I'm in my late 30's now and I had come to a kind of peace about not transitioning. It's something that I want but because of life, family, and a lot of fear I decided not to.
Recently a very close friend who I've know for decades came out to me as a trans woman.
I want to tell her about myself but I'm worried about planting seeds of doubt about her transition because I've known I was trans for so long and yet haven't started transitioning myself. I'm afraid that if I try and explain why that she might internalize my reasons. If that makes sense. I've never told anyone my truth and I'd so love to have someone to talk to about it. Especially since my friends transition is causing me to second guess myself.
I would appreciate some thoughts on whether I should tell my friend.
I'm not proud of it but I refuse to be ashamed
I ate so many Olive Garden breadsticks for dinner that I had to wake up twice to have diarrhea. Right now I'm empty but the situation is so dire that I can't trust a fart.
Those breadsticka are so damn good.
Literary rule
Photo of text from Player Piano by Kurt Vonnegut. The text says "Big tits will get you in anywhere."
I might be going crazy
We all have those moments where we think back on something we did and cringe at it. Over the past year though I've begun to do it almost every waking moment.
I began to say to myself in my head "fuuuuuck fuck fuck fuck" and "I want to die" and eventually I started to mutter it under my breath. Now I'm starting to just blurt it out without thinking at inappropriate moments. It's probably only a matter of time before that gets me in trouble. I know my wife has heard me before and now she doesn't ask what's wrong, she just looks at me.
It's gotten to the point too where it doesn't start with the memory of an action but while I'm still performing the action or in a conversation.
I don't really want to die, probably. But this shit is weird. Am I going crazy? I'm worried that soon I will be paralyzed and unable to act or interact at all. Maybe I'm already there, who knows.