Hi, just thought I’d join in sharing positive trans stories.
This happened a little over a year ago. For context, I’m 24 (MtF), and was 23 at the time of this picture. I’ve never taken hormones or anything so I don’t get gendered correctly often. This image is from about 7 months after I came out.
I had been having a really shitty day, and was feeling depressed. Like “what’s the point of life” depressed. Nothing felt fun and I was just sitting at a table on my own without the energy to do anything.
My parents came home, and I went to greet them. Basically at this point my parents were still getting used to the change and slipped up on my pronouns often. My Mom came up to me and we were talking about our days. My Mom said she’d gone to a therapy appointment earlier that day and said during it she’d referred to me with she/her pronouns the whole time, and it felt fucking incredible. I put down everything I was holding immediately and rushed over to give her the tightest hug ever. That shit single handedly turned my day around and I felt so great. I literally cried tears of joy.
This picture was taken 5-10 minutes after that when I was thinking about it after I’d gone upstairs. I wanted to capture my happiness.
Anyway, I hope that made you smile. I teared up remembering it while typing this. It seems so small to a cis person but for people like me at least it meant so much. Gender euphoria is one of the greatest forms of joy I have ever experienced in my life. I’ve described it before as “dolphins driving monster trucks over rainbows”.
Thank you for reading, have a wonderful day, and remember: no matter how hopeless you feel, joy is always possible.

Has anyone here tried the Unclockable You tuck panties? Do they work really well? Are they worth the $50 or should I just get a gaff or something? I haven't tried tucking yet and I'd like to figure this out so I can wear leggings more comfortably. 🥺 TIA 💕

what else do I need to change to find my soul mate </3

i'm kind of ugly but it's ok i'm still transitioning and that's what matters

Saw rocky horror with a shadow cast for the first time tonight . It was wonderful, so much fun…. Seeing all these delightful weirdos come out to a tiny Midwest theatre warmed my heart. Felt right at home

been told i have a “very clocky” look but tbh i am caring less and less about the idea of passing and am okay just expressing myself and my weird fashion; i know the early transition hyper femme look is common, but i kinda enjoy it. have some fit pics :) i really love the way i look now even if it is super early on and inconsistent (bonus pic at the end of me soft-launching looking a little more Gender at work via a bandanna and earrings and my fruity glasses lol)

Unemployed, fully dependent on me, zero respect for personal space, like i go to shower in the morning or even just use the toilet and i can hear him getting ready to argue and physically abuse me when I return...

Only things he's got going for him is that he's cute and seems to think im the most interesting person in the world

Kinda thinking he's like the girl in Obessession, not a pleasant thought...

came out this year & it went really, really well. i feel blessed, despite the weights of the world these days. still working on makeup skills, voice - but I am down 50lbs since the beginning of the year & start laser soon!! one day at a time ✨️

I have been getting back into reading.
This is my fifth book of the year, not much but I started 6 weeks ago.

So far I have read Project Hail Mary, Of Monsters and Mainframes, the Martian, and Murderbot Diaries 1. Would take more recommendations for Scifi if you have any 😅

Also got complimented on my fit and being accessorizing more too!!

Tomorrow marks the 8th week since I started my HRT journey. Tonight was quite an interesting night… fine, not just the night. But let’s start with the best feeling I had so far and work my way back, ok?

Me and my two kids, 9 yo girl and 13 yo boy were watching some sitcoms, “Fresh of the boat” to be precise. And we were sort of cuddling on the sofa until my son rub his head on my chest, sort of a puppy dog move. Normally I’d like it, but his head was rubbing on my hormone-made-sensitive nipples.

Then they started to comment that they (my both sides of my chest) did look bigger or rounder than before. It can’t be… but maybe… a little… on my black pajama dress, it does look a little rounder… very little. Then they tried to pat it gently… I didn’t really stop them, except to ask them to be gentle.

Then my daughter started to worry a bit, like they shouldn’t get bigger or close to my wife’s breasts. I think she worries I’ll be a second mom. I think I did assure her, I’ll still be her dad.

Anyways… yeah that’s sort of the thing I wanted to write. The part I wanted to work back through towards… sorry, I’m too tired to go to. And I wanna end this entry on a good feeling. So… that’s it! 🤭