Reading so many stories like this through my life, and now all this on top of that, is relying on the lived experience of transfems to make absolutely sure I never bother with it. I would love nothing more but I’ve already got too much to worry about. I don’t need all this, too. I wouldn’t survive it.
My lived experience as a trans femme is that despite all of this stuff, I never started living until I started my transition. I’d rather live with that pain, than never have lived at all.
Reading so many stories like this through my life, and now all this on top of that, is relying on the lived experience of transfems to make absolutely sure I never bother with it. I would love nothing more but I’ve already got too much to worry about. I don’t need all this, too. I wouldn’t survive it.
The way I see it, the rest of the world isn’t particularly amenable to my survival anyway, might as well live as I want to.
My lived experience as a trans femme is that despite all of this stuff, I never started living until I started my transition. I’d rather live with that pain, than never have lived at all.