Cabinet Derg @Motodrachen@awoo.space

That feel when you're not Physically transfeminine, but all the other parts happened to you Anyways.

Kerithe is Very much a Woman, but doesn't consider herself a Transwoman.
Tohri is... Masculine, but almost considers himself Transmasculine.

And Yaori exists outside normal ideas of human gender roles or sexual orientations.

So to keep everyone happy we grew out our hair, started wearing skirts and kilts and leggings and more colorful clothes, and stopped giving a fuck entirely about trying to stay off the radar and act like a 'normal guy'.
A bunch of the other feminine aspects that HRT bring, that a lot of my friends have been celebrating were like... Built in for me. I'd kinda been running from them, and when I doubled back to actually Go Down that path...

Well, it was like trying to be Male was trying to be something I wasn't.

If you transition from Male to Female and your Cock becomes a Hen...

The parallel would be Tomcat and Pussycat, right?

So, does that mean Transguys can refer to it as their tom?

The Princex of snouts.online

Some days are the kinda days I wanna be the big muscular cartoon dragon with the big dick and a 'What's up?' expression.

And other days I wanna be the lanky, cute, femmeboy dragon with the cute cock that's just right, and the butthole or vag that can Take the above dragon's cock all day long.

And then of course there's all the feminine dominant feels. And this is all just on the Tohri side. Keri and Yaori know what they are, I keep flip-flopping.

When can I get that melanin activating lotion? I'm Irish/Polish, and left indoors I'm as white as the driven snow.

I'm just upset because I've got amazing tone RN, but it's a Farmer's Tan. my arms look like they've been dipped in chocolate Bronze.

Multiple systems is a little Like having an imaginary friend, and for a long time can seem like exactly the same thing.

The weirdness starts when you get frustrated, or you're tired or angry and all of a sudden the person you're used to considering You falls asleep or passes out and the only person still awake in the body is, well... Your imaginary friend.

And she's You, now. Or more appropriately, she can now operate as if it's Her body.

And this can take some getting used to, especially when your friends start asking why you're talking like that.

https://talkingpointsmemo.com/news/gop-chair-melody-potter-endorse-anti-lgbtq-column

Wow. She needs to go walk into a burning building.

Everyone stay cool and hydrated today, and if you're reading this drink water.

And if you're out in the sun and start feeling Drunk, get cooled off and hydrated Right Then and There.

Falling over in the grass is embarrassing.

I'm not sure if I even Want representation.

I've avoided it my whole life because it's never in a positive light when presented by an outsider.
And when it's presented by someone who is involved with that subtype, it's always over the top, the story is centered around it, and it's the most important thing in the universe.

I used to be really alienated from queerness because it seemed like the expectation was that you had to be Out as hard as possible.
And I didn't even know what I was, let alone how to be Out as that thing.

Representation in media is a double edged sword. Sometimes you get The I.T. Crowd, sometimes you get The Big Bang Theory.

I suspect when normals are dealing with an acid trip freakout or getting too stoned on weed, they're just bumping up against an overstimulated state for the first time.

Because drugs aren't Shit compared to a full autistic breakdown. Three tabs of acid was nothing in terms of Freak Out compared to an unexpected phone call from the government over nothing.

The toughest part about genderfluid presentation is getting across the days Feel with an aesthetic.

Today it's a vintage TMNT tee-shirt with an innuendo on it and a working kilt covered in bearing grease stains.

Still dunno how to get across a non binary identity to normie guys.

I think they just see me as gay???

Like, okay sorta. More complicated than that.

That feel when you realize that most people never have to meet their subconscious self.

One of the issues with sharing your life with someone so thoroughly that you share a wardrobe is that you kinda both end up the same gender presentation.

In 2009, my wife and I were sharing graphic tees and jeans and hoodies.

A decade later and we're sharing leggings and skirts and dresses and colorful blouses and when one of us does bust out the jeans/gamer tee look it's usually her.