Today’s my HRT birthday. A piece of me wonders if I only got one summer as me, and I couldn’t shave my legs yet. But most days are full of joy, cats, guineas, and people who love me. As my therapist said, if we stop living and making plans for the future then fascism already won.
March 28, 2025 at 4:31 PM
Today’s my HRT birthday. A piece of me wonders if I only got one summer as me, and I couldn’t shave my legs yet. But most days are full of joy, cats, guineas, and people who love me. As my therapist said, if we stop living and making plans for the future then fascism already won.
I found this here a few days ago. I don’t hate the old me and that feels a little strange in the community, but she was trying so hard just to get by. I can’t hate her for getting me here alive
October 21, 2024 at 1:42 PM
I found this here a few days ago. I don’t hate the old me and that feels a little strange in the community, but she was trying so hard just to get by. I can’t hate her for getting me here alive