This is basically a diary of my transition. I explain a bit better in the first chapter ^.^
TRIGGER WARNINGS: dysphoria & profanity. Individual chapters with other triggers will say so at the beginning of the chapter. If I miss a warning, please let...
I am currently sitting at a table by the pool sweating my ass off in some skinny jeans because I refused to swim in a girls' bathing suit. Ah, the joys of being trans :))))))
Anyway, let's do updates before I put everyone in a bad mood!
UPDATES BEFORE I PUT EVERYONE IN A BAD MOOD:
•We went biking today! That was fun even though I was in jeans. It made me decide to try and start getting out there more, myself and with my friends. Maybe we can go hiking and biking and skydiving and stuff.
•I've had to lie a bunch today about not wanting to swim, not liking swimming, being ok without shorts (biking), yada yada yada. Feels like of 98 degrees today and I'm spending it hating every second. Oh well. At least I'm slightly less dysphoric.
•Pride club is starting next Tuesday! I can't wait. I don't know exactly what we'll be doing, but I do know it'll be nice to hear the right pronouns for an hour and a half every other Tuesday. It'll be really nice.
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September 21, 2016
9:44 PM
Hey, I wrote this beginning a few days ago and it slipped my mind because of homework. So I'm gonna finish it up real quick and go to bed because I. Am. Beat. Here we gooo...
•Today my mom accidentally (to her) called me "he". Ohh, but dooooon't worry, she corrected herself :)))
"He -- I mean, she -- *laughs* either works right?"
I just nodded because I didn't want to get into a fight with her over my attitude or whatever. But no, Mom, either pronoun does not work. The right pronoun fucking works.
•We did a laundry load of whites last night and I forgot to bleach my binder ;~; so it shall continue to be greyish I guess,,,,,,
•You know what sucks? Gender sucks. I still don't know what the eff is going on.
•I got some new clooooooothes heyyyyyy. They're all very fab and there's pics on my Instagram if you want to see. Or I'll post pics here. If you want. I don't own you
•Madi and I discovered that you can say iced tea lemonade to the same tune as Backseat Serenade. You're welcome.
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September 30, 2016
6:47 AM
This is the longest I've ever spent on a journal entry, that's for darn sure.
It's Friday and I am PUMPED because I'm gonna attempt to give myself an undercut this weekend. Something like-a this:
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Or perhaps this:
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Whatever's easiest tbh. I'm just gonna cut it and see what happens. Wing it, as they say.
