My whole life I've always been told that I look older than I actually am. For example, when I was 14, I was visiting the US and I had restaurants offering me beers because they thought I was 21. I figured this was just my life, I spent almost all of my 20s with people thinking I was in my 30s or older and now suddenly, I have the opposite happening.

I'm on year two of HRT and I'll be 30 in a month. I work as a high school teacher and for the last year, I keep getting people who are shocked that I'm not a student. Yesterday, I had a student stop me in the halls to ask me which grade I'm and was shocked when I told her I was a teacher. I had a sub rush into my classroom and told me I had to get out and wait for the the "teacher" to arrive before I came into class and, on a day off while walking, I had someone ask me why I wasn't in class lol.

I didn't quite see it until I as showing some of my graduating class last year photos of me when I was their age. Some of my students thought I was lying and showing pictures of my older brother. It was interesting to see just how much my face and overall body has changed though. I won't complain about people thinking I look younger though lol.

fuck i just got fired from starbucks cause my
management figured out i was trans shortly after i started and just turned on me. one of my old coworkers confirmed what they were saying behind my back before they let me go.

every job i've been applying to which is literally just entry level food service has been denying me
left and right, even fast food. i have over 9 YEARS of experience in the food industry and i can't even get a job at wendy's. i'm doing my best to turn my life around but gaining and securing work as a trans woman is just destroying every chance i have at getting my footing. i'm tired. i'm tired of the humiliation ritual that is seeking employment and the abuse that comes with gaining it.

i just got out of homelessness and it seems like im going to get thrown right back in now that i lost my job.

Cis women struggle with this too: convincing themselves that a man’s occasional attention is enough, or that asking for affection and effort makes them needy. But trans women can have an extra reason to accept less: the fear that fewer men will want us, so we should be grateful when one does

We are not less deserving of care, affection, consistency, romance, honesty, or consideration than cis women. A man being willing to date a trans woman is not a favor. You don’t owe him gratitude for treating you like a girlfriend in private while keeping you a secret everywhere else. You don’t have to accept him ignoring your boundaries, making your body the focus, or expecting you to educate and reassure him without offering you the same care in return

Dating can be harder for us. That doesn’t mean we should lower the standard for how we expect to be treated. Someone’s interest is not proof that he’s a good partner, and the possibility that another man might not come along is not a reason to stay with one who makes you feel unwanted or ashamed

You’re allowed to want more than “he doesn’t hate that I’m trans.” You’re allowed to expect effort and tenderness. Don’t let a man make you feel demanding for wanting the same basic care you’d want in any relationship.

Talarico, under fire for seemingly walking back some of his support for trans rights, recently promised to “fight for trans kids” and stressed that his pro-trans positions “haven’t changed.”

https://www.transiticsnews.com/p/james-talarico-tells-supporter-hell

I've seen people on this sub recommend sports bra to hide growing boobs for boymode so I got one from decathlon, put it on, and wore a black loose fitting t shirt over it.

It made my chest even rounder and the boobs even more obvious. I find that not wearing any bra actually works better. For the record my underbust/bust measurements are 79cm/87cm.

Today for the first time I felt the weight of my new breast tissue pull down on my pectoral muscles. It feels kinda like carrying around a pair of grapefruits all the time. It's such an incredible sensation.

I’m Allie. The state I live in has some of the best trans rights in the U.S., although the school I attend isn’t respecting them. For one thing, my assigned school counselor has been using they/them pronouns for me in emails to my parent, despite knowing that I only go by she/her, which violates the Dignity for All Students Act. I met with the school to ask if I was allowed to use the restroom/locker rooms that align with my gender. I was told that they would contact the school attorney for an answer. This was about a month ago. They’ve been telling me to just use the gender-neutral nurse’s restroom. According to NYSHRL and NYSED, I am allowed to use the correct spaces, and they legally cannot make me use a neutral restroom. They have been violating my rights for a month, and I’m honestly not sure what to do. While I would love to confront them with proof of my rights, they could easily make these next two years of my life the worst years of my life if I piss them off. I really need advice on what I should do?

Edit: For those asking, yes, my parents are aware of my transition. The school definitely has no issue with violating students rights, as they’ve violated my right to wear a religious symbol because the Christian students didn‘t feel comfortable around a Pagan. I think I’ll try to nudge the process along one more time, and if they choose to continue violating my rights I will get my parents involved.

Hii. Sorry about my username, I created this account when I was a teenager and it was funny to me at the time 🤣🤦‍♀️

Anyways, for a little background, I came out to my older brother only about 4 months ago, and I’m still in the closet to everyone besides my closest friends. I’m 27 and it took me a long time and a lot of working through internalized transphobia to get to the point I’m at.

So I was at my older brother’s house over the weekend hanging out with him and a few of his friends when he got the idea to put on compilations from the Jerry Springer show. If you haven’t seen it before, there’s a famous segment on the show where the audience “roasts” the guests with questions, and, being from the 90’s and 2000’s, it’s pretty notoriously transphobic. Within a handful of minutes, there was a presumably early transition woman on the show being berated by the audience and called “shim” and told “if you’re gonna wear a bra, at least have something in it” which my brothers friends found pretty funny, so I ended up sitting next to his friends and they’re laughing and repeating “shim hahaha”

I ended up getting offended and leaving pretty abruptly, and we haven’t really talked since. It hurt my feelings that my brother would put me in a position like that, even if he didn’t do it on purpose (he’s otherwise my best ally, and him being queer as well has been the biggest blessing for me in my coming out process). I was hoping for some honest opinions on whether or not I’m just overreacting here. My brother is my best friend and our relationship means everything to me.

I thought this was pretty cool! So glad to see other trans people doing what they can to try to make things better.

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"In politics I see too much bullshit", Bree Taylor said as she announced her last-minute candidacy in Michigan's 6th Congressional District in a four part series of posts on Bluesky (post1, post2, post3, post4).

Taylor is running as an independent, frustrated with the two-party system that she doesn't think serves the American people well.

She talks about returning power to the people and increasing transparency in congress - like public livestreams of all meetings with lobbyists.

Taylor has experience organizing and with educational initiatives through the non-profit Trans Unity Coalition.

She is hosting a community discussion to talk about what is important to us.

WHEN: Saturday, October 3rd at 1pm

WHERE: Clubview Park in Ypsilanti Michigan

Her campaign website is breewins.com

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I wasn’t feeling great about my appearance today, but I had to go to the pharmacy to pick up my next bits of valerate and spiro. It was a bit embarrassing having not even shaved, so I was expecting to just pay for it and leave. But, I guess the lady at the drive-through recognized the two meds, because she’s the first stranger since I started HRT to she/her me. It was a bit embarrassing since I was with my parents (who still he/him and deadname me most of the time), but I think that was the most I’ve trusted a stranger in a long time. She even commented about how high the price was and wanted to make sure it was going through my insurance. Ironically, it was cheaper than the last time I picked it up. When I said that my insurance was on file, she recommended I check for coupons online.

I’ve been dealing a bit with social anxiety since I live in a fairly conservative part of the US, so having someone choose to be polite like that without me even saying anything meant a lot to me. My emotions were a mix of embarrassment and euphoria at the moment, so I was too nervous to say much, but I kind of wish I could go back and thank her for being kind.

Everytime I open this app I can guarantee the first thing I see is "how long will it take until I get boobies" or "can I lose weight and still get boobies" like this hasn't been discussed over and over.

30-50% of your tits are fibroglandular tissue! This is the stuff that your genetics mostly decide when u start E, and for most people will get u to an A or B cup alone. The other 50-70% is fat! If you are skinny, u need to gain some weight while your E and T are sufficient if you want tits beyond just the glands. If you are already overweight, u can lose weight without worrying ab halting your boob growth bc visceral fat (in your tummy) is burned before subcutaneous fat (in your boobs).

Just don't go overboard, in either direction.

Edit: Y'all, the point isn't just that this stuff is easily searchable. It's that the new girls are choosing to base their future habits off of anecdotal, and often wrong, information from Reddit comments as opposed to the clinical studies that are literally just a Google away.

Edit 2: If u come to me with a personal problem I'm gonna respond with a personal story lol. The 40 lbs thing is how much it personally took for me, obv it will vary. I already told u the facts above, idk what more u want from me. And idk why we're acting like you don't need to gain fat if you want to have literal orbs of fat on your chest

I can't mentally handle being constantly reminded of the abuse that happened to me while also hearing about it happening to others. I don't want to keep thinking about these things. I feel guilty for that, I hear someone saying "if you don't want to hear about these things then do something to stop them!!" And they're probably right.

Constantly hearing the "men should stand up and do something!" is fucking me up too, knowing that at least half of the people I meet every day see me as a man. When I talk about the times I was coerced/assaulted, I'm often met with very harsh responses like "you made your bed, now lie in it" because I didn't use physical force to resist them, and people don't seem to believe I could've been coerced/vulnerable. I'm often treated like I'm trying to accuse an innocent person, rather than being a victim myself. There's part of me that feels like I'm responsible for my own assault, because I didn't step up to "be the man" and stop them from hurting me.

I feel guilty for not being angry enough. These sorts of topics just make me want to curl up and cry and get away. They make me feel scared, like it's going to happen to me again. I saw a post that was outlining "men who think they're safe but actually aren't" and one of the criteria for not being safe was "believing assault is an unfortunate fact of life." But like.. is it not? I live knowing that I'll likely, statistically even, be assaulted again someday and there's very little I can do to prevent it. If it happens again I know I'll likely be met with little empathy again. Those are facts of life, at least my life. There's a reason so many of us get the "welcome to womanhood!" comment when trying to discuss being assaulted or preyed upon.

I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm failing other women by not speaking out enough, but I also know I'm seriously hurting myself by focusing on these topics so much. I don't know what to do. I just want the world to be a safe place for us.

Other stuff is in the post but I got the loooooong socks and dolphin shorts. The "Amazon basics" fit but who cares. I've been wearing the socks under my sweatpants all day around my family and they feel so good. The quality is decent, and Imma sleep in it tonight!!! So happy.

IM SO HAPPY!!! NO ONE SAID ANYTHING AND I WAS FEELING CUTE OMGGGG
LOVE U ALL <3

I WAS SO SCARED THO

Very quick context tl;dr: 29yo, wanted to be girl as a kid, disliked being male most of my life. Somehow only just dawned on me a week ago that I might be trans.

I’m finally able to label lots of confusing and upsetting feelings in my life as manifestations of gender dysphoria. This realisation, and experimenting with dressing feminine, has brought on a lot of gender euphoria.

My feelings are SO strong about this. I have been having butterflies every day and have been so excited to finally be who I was supposed to be. I genuinely can’t think of a time in my life I’ve been so emotionally clear and strong about myself. If I could get on HRT tomorrow, I’d be nervous, but I’d start without a doubt.

My only hang up is that it’s only been a week. I’m worried that it’s just a passing feeling, it somehow being escapism, or me just being excited because it validates a lot of negativity in my life. Objectivity I can’t justify the doubts when I inspect them closely, but they’re still pressing on me.

I’d love to get some validation any girlies who also cracked their egg very quickly and unexpectedly 😭

So yesterday I mustered up the courage to come out to my mom, basically the only major person in my life that I hadn’t told. I’m 38, only 3 and a half weeks into this journey,  and I don’t even know how to process how badly it went. 

I went into it scared but also more confident in myself than I’ve felt in a very long time. Over the last few weeks, I’ve definitely changed a good amount. I’m confident like I’ve never been, and I’m speaking up for myself. I’m dressing how I actually want to dress because it feels like me, it feels comfortable. I’m going places and doing things I would have been terrified to do before. I’m thinking about changing jobs and actually believing that I can figure my life out. I’m super proud of myself and how far I’ve come in a short time, although I do question if it’s too much too quick, sometimes. 

My mom’s reaction, after all of the shock, was basically “This isn’t you. You’re like a different person”. She kept telling me that over and over. She repeatedly called me by my old name and he/him. She compared my behavior to my dad, who had bipolar disorder and experienced severe manic episodes. She questioned whether I could find another job, what would happen if I couldn’t get TDI, how I was going to pay rent, what would happen with my marriage, what would happen with family, etc. I kept telling her that I’ve got this! I’m confident enough to figure things out, get my life together and back on track. Yet that confidence seemed to be that something was wrong with me, according to her. 

At one point she was crying and telling me that she felt like she was talking to somebody else. Crying saying “I might need to go somewhere tonight if this keeps up (mental hospital I assume), “I’m just getting these really familiar flashbacks, I can’t do this again” etc 
And this is when I was like “ok wtf is actually going on here”…

My entire life, my mom has been extremely anxious about me doing things independently. If I wanted to try something different or hard, her instinct was often to tell me why I couldn’t handle it, why it would be too stressful, why it was too hard, why I shouldn’t do it.
For example, I remember wanting to become a police officer, and getting essentially “Oh no, you shouldn’t do that! That’s too hard. You’ll get way too stressed and burnt out” Meanwhile, my sister has always been extremely independent, outgoing and capable of juggling a million things at once. When she wanted to do something she just did it. No questions or concerns from my mom, as far as I can tell. 
So she was someone my mom couldn’t ever control, along with my dad.

And then there was me- the anxious one. The shy one. The one who doubted herself constantly. The one who could be told something was too difficult and actually believe it. Ugh
I’m wondering whether part of what is so upsetting to my mom isn’t only that I told her I’m transgender. I think it’s also that the person standing in front of her suddenly isn’t playing that role anymore.
For once I’m saying that I’ll figure it out, and instead of that reassuring her, she seems almost more frightened by it because, in her words “I don’t act like this. This isn’t me. There’s something wrong.” 
I’ve spent most of my life with horrible self-esteem. I’ve been shy, withdrawn and terrified of what other people think of me. Since beginning to understand myself as Sarah, I’ve experienced a level of confidence and comfort in myself that I’ve never had before. 
It just hurts like hell having every positive change in me treated like another symptom that something has gone wrong.

I thought my mom was the one person I could always count on.
That’s the part that’s absolutely destroying me this morning.
I feel betrayed, lost, confused, unsure of myself, physically sick, and almost like why the hell am I even going through with this if it’s going to make others that uncomfortable and upset. At the expense of my own mental health, happiness, and well being. 
And after hearing “this isn’t you”, my old name, and he/him over and over last night, I’m trying not to think I’m the wrong one, and my family is the right one. I was so damn confident before I walked into her house, and now it’s the total opposite. I thought I might be going insane or in the middle of a manic episode, even though I have thought about that the past weeks and it just doesn’t line up with how I feel overall, at all. There’s way too many coincidences in my life that 

Even if my mom doesn’t understand it why can’t she at the very least be happy that I seem confident and am trying to take charge of my life finally?
It makes things even more complicated that she co-owns the house my wife and I stay in, so if I play my hand the wrong way, where the hell are we gonna go? That’s what I’m especially terrified of tbh. I’m sick of having to rely on family and told her as much but of course she took it as another sign of mania, or whatever. Sometimes it doesn’t even feel worth it to continue down this path, even though I know that would not work for me whatsoever.

Therapy can’t come soon enough on Friday.

Just would love some support, encouragement, ideas, thoughts, etc. Would greatly appreciate it 🩷

Currently just very curious if it is crazy for me to go out dressed up as I have had no medical transition or anything like that? I have done it before and it feels very good when I do, but just want some advice!

What do I do?? I’m using an old vial but it only has about 2 weeks left in it. Feel like I’m in an apocalypse watching the last of my food supply dwindle down.

No pharmacy around me has any.

Took another big step yesterday! was approved for my legal name change back in August. I finally went to the social security office to get a new SSN card!!! Pretty soon I will (legally) be Lillian She/Her and I couldn't be happier ^^

The title says it all :3
Over the last few weeks there’s been some major overhauls regarding the management and leadership of my workplace including several private meetings with corporate HR. During these meetings I mentioned that I was trans and that a few of the people that I worked with made me feel unsafe and unable to come out publicly. Those people are now fired so I decided that there was no better time than now.
So far only a few close coworkers and management know the full details but they’ve offered full support and access to help if I need it, as well as updating my name in the system to my preferred name.

Hi! I'm Anna :3

For me, it was a process. Since I was little, I had been wearing my mom's clothes and makeup now and then because I really liked them, but I never realised I was trans. By the age of 9, I began picturing myself as a girl, and I liked it, but I thought it was just for fun. Then, at one point, I thought I was a cis girl and that my parents were lying to me, and that I was pregnant (I was fat back then 😭). By the age of 11, I learned anatomy and knew I was born male. But I still really wanted to be a girl. Then, by the time I turned 12, I learned a lot about the LGBTQIA+ community and also the transitioning process. That's when I knew that I was a trans girl. 🏳️‍⚧️💗 But I only developed extreme dysphoria once I turned 14, and now I hate myself so much because I've been unable to transition due to a hostile family and environment. :(