Sounds much better.
Well, apart from the orgies. I’m far too tired for that sort of thing but everyone else should feel free. 😁

I walk home with my wife. Adrenaline come down leaves me feeling sick. My first taste of public harassment for being trans. The fear as I wondered if I was about to be assaulted.

There is one positive takeaway from this horrible interaction though.
Apparently, I’m “built like that”!

2/2

Beautiful view.

Our nutless rescue. 🥰

Ta.

How are the vocal cords holding up?

Fuck it.
Its hat season. I’m growing this shit out.

Owch!

Meeting yourself and the other kids in the diy punk scene saved my life.

6th form saw me skiving off to abuse drugs and alcohol as I tried to escape the overwhelming feeling “Something’s Wrong”!

Being able to scream along to songs of anger, alienation, and rebellion was therapy.

So yeah. I had dysphoria since I was about 5 years old but I never knew what it was and i was always told it was something else by the doctors.
I was 43 when I knew.
38 fucking years of pain because?

end🧵

It took crashing out of my previous life and landing in a feminist, queer, creative space to find the slightest bit of peace. It was a further 8 years before I started looking into trans issues and my egg cracked.

I had no clue being trans was a thing. Raised under section 28. Decades spent in the building industry where being queer was viewed as utterly disgusting…
I never stood a chance. Just swimming in despair having never seen dry land.

Decades of doctors and shrinks missing the root cause of my pain because they are not trained to look for it and the ones that are, are trained to gate-keep treatment.

When I realised I was transgender and started treating that, guess what happened. All those other problems disappeared.
Just a few weeks of hrt and a small amount of social transition was enough to get rid of all the sadness and fear I’d spent my entire life fighting.