It’s late and I’m rambling, but I have so many thoughts…

womanhood and I really want that same sense of camaraderie for men and masc folks. I need men to be soft with each other. I hate the rhetoric that T makes you ugly/turns you into a monster. That we’re evil and that I’m becoming an other as I start to pass. I need men to know they’re beautiful.

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I feel the need to remind folks this kiddo is 11 😂😂😂

Isn’t it? 😂 I remember once when I was recovering she opened up the conversation by asking, “So how are you healing from your dewomafying surgery?”