#gendereuphoria

[cir-papi-di4bl0]

Been waiting near a whole year. I feel both anxious about what’s to come, but well beyond ready.

I’m ready to see what life looks like when I feel not just good in My own body, but at home. Moving hands freely across all its corners and curves, caressing it under a different lens and knowing. This skin has always been called beautyFull, but it’s not always felt like “Mine.”

I’m ready to be Handsome, and Sexy in the ways I know to exist at the center of these cells. To live inside the wholeness of Self. To feel like Me, finally.

I’m ready to bloom. 🪷

[meander1995]

A moment of reflection

It has been a long time since I paid any mind to this account. I am here to make a gigantic life announcement.

On July 11th, 2023, my life changed forever when I asked my sister if I could put on her black dress (in the photos below). In that exact moment, I felt a cold rush of euphoric bliss as the dress fit me--something unlike anything I felt before. On a whim, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror with my phone and took the first photo below--I saw her. I knew from the cold chills right then and there that my egg had cracked and that I am a trans woman.

From there, my ADHD hyperfixations had spent most of the time since in an intense focus on getting to the bottom of things. And once it was certain (self-doubt be damned), focused on getting my ducks in a row to transition socially and physically. I came out to my family less than a week after I realized myself--I simply went to sleep in a dress and didn't give a fuck who saw me. I figured that if I was half-asleep, I would have time to make myself spill the beans before processing enough to put myself in a panic. Not that I had cause to panic much since I am grateful that my family is either supportive (my mom; one of my younger brothers) or part of the LGBT+ community (my other younger brother and my two younger sisters) themselves. As such, all of them supported me the instant I came out and picked my name of "Adrienne." Hell, my sisters even got me dresses and taught me how to do makeup for my 28th birthday on July the 19th--and later took me thrift-shopping for even more dresses (my favorite photos of which are included)

Even though I never felt any signs of being trans before 7/11/2023, in hindsight, there may have been quite a few signs in my memories. Such as when I was in kindergarden, I recall saying to someone that "if I was a girl, I'd look forward to being pregnant," something which I said ignorant of how hard pregnancy is on a human body--but perhaps is something that should've been a sign. Or all the times I felt as though I related to women more than men in a social sense--loathing toxic masculinity was normal for me, but even the non-toxic parts of it felt like I was just coasting. Or the times in Uni where my social anxiety (likely a product of my autism) plus my brain fog (which I now know was likely the product of then-undetected gender dysphoria) led me to believe that I was so bad at befriending women that I was a serial harasser--something I blamed myself in a now-misdirected sense of self-loathing that I thought only plunging into my academics (at the expense of a social life) would cure. Or my general sense of depression over much of my post-Uni life that I had no idea of the cause--until my egg cracked and I saw the problem right in the eyes.

Not going to lie, seeing posts on Reddit, Discord, and Mastodon from other transfemmes (especially those with Autism and ADHD--like myself) with similar life experiences to me and befriending them ended up assuring me that I was never broken. Just misdirected the entire time. And little things like dresses, makeup, shaving my legs, stuffing a sports-bra to give myself the convincing illusion of breasts, and feeling as though I am swimming in my pool for the first time in my own body since pre-puberty. Every day since my egg cracked, my resolve that I am a trans woman has only grown more-and-more.

In the afternoon on my 28th birthday (7/19/2023), I took my phone with me to walk to the woods outside the front yard of the lake house I was spending the week with my family on vacation. I was determined to make the call to my local Planned Parenthood to schedule an HRT consultation under informed consent. While I was successful, I was taken a bit aback by the fact that the waitlist for it is so backed up that the soonest I could be scheduled was October 2nd. After I successfully scheduled myself, my immediate thought was "I don't want to have to wait that long." And so later that week (upon returning to my hometown), I was directed by someone on Mastodon to a DIY HRT directory of international pharmacies that I can order HRT from. I chose to order 2mg Estradiol and 100mg Spiro from Thailand and--last I checked--the shipment is on the plane now and will arrive anywhere between 8/15/2023 and 9/5/2023. It is a 3 month supply of HRT--long enough to last until the consultation gives me officially regulated hormones yet short enough that I won't suffer health problems from being unable to check my bloodwork.

Even though I am resolute that transitioning is the only correct choice for me, I will not lie that I have some anxieties about this still. Not with the transition itself, but some things that accompany this. Since I couldn't immediately afford to bank sperm, a major source of anxiety is and was having to make the choice between fulfilling myself or having bio kids. As is, my options for children are hoping I get supremely lucky with some still-active swimmers, hope I can go off hormones and bank sperm at a time where I have a stable income (I'm also using a job coach system to place me into a job now--and the system knows of and is supportive of my transition), adopt children, or end up step-parenting a child of a future date. I don't see adopting or step-parenting a child as meaning that that child is less 'mine' than a biological kid, but I do think having a bio kid would be nice when the time is right to raise them (probably a decade down the road). I hope that future generations of trans people do not have to make this choice. And that isn't even considering that the idea of bottom surgery has crossed my mind a few times--I don't dislike my natal genitals, but think it'd be cooler and more gender-affirming with a vagina (that's just me personally---you are valid if you don't agree with me); it's a thought I'll put a pin in for now and see how I feel down the road.

The other annoyance is my mom. Yes, she is supportive of my choice to go on hormones (I haven't told her the DIY HRT route as she is a stickler for offical pharmacutical medications and I don't want to worry her unless the signs of feminization become too noticeable to hide). However, she is just as surprised about this as I am. She thinks I am going too fast--aka, she hasn't been aware that transition can come from euphoria instead of dysphoric suffering. I'm glad I didn't have to suffer in order to realize my identity and hope it becomes more accepted that that is a valid path to realizing yourself. But mom is slow to adapting her terms. She thinks "Andi" (just one letter off from my deadname) is a sufficient nickname for "Adrienne" instead of "Adri" or even "Addie." And she's also referred to me as "he" or "son" when I am neither. I've gently starting nudging her as of today, but something tells me it will take a little bit to get her to adjust.

Overall, I am excited to begin my body transitioning into a female form. I've made peace that I probably was a woman the whole time. My brain fog may have been caused by years under the wrong hormones (testosterone instead of estrogen). I want my body to run on the correct fuel. Give me no brain fog, give me soft skin, give me reduced body hair, give me greater emotional range, give me girlsmell, give me boobs. And at this point, I love being trans. Because in a way, all the questioning that got me here made me more sure of who I am---almost as though the end-result is an hard-earned victory that I am eager to claim the spoils to.

As for fighting the political battle against transphobia, I'm all for it as a liberal and as a human being who is appalled with what is going on. However, I am focusing all my energy on transitioning at the moment. When I have energy to spare, I will fight the good fight. But I have to live life a little bit as me first.

EDIT: One thing I forgot to mention in the large body is that paying for the DIY HRT put me back on my insurance payments and that I will need mutual aid in order to pay my insurance so that I can afford the officially prescribed HRT after the Planned Parenthood consultation. Below are links to my PayPal and Venmo accounts. If anyone would like to donate, it would be VERY much appreciated. But only donate if you can do so without putting yourselves in financial jeopardy.

Venmo: https://www.venmo.com/u/adrienne-harper-115

PayPal: https://paypal.me/AdrienneHarper7

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[queertexstyles]

"I was lucky to grow up with full autonomy on how to dress and present myself. As a kid I was obsessed with the musical Oliver! so I dressed as a Victorian boy, in a waistcoat and flat cap, for a lot of my childhood. Since my teens, my style has oscillated between tomboy with long hair, to more masc with a buzz cut and a binder"

Al is 1/3 of the Lost Souls Club. A social meet up based in St.Leonard's on Sea

[trashclownart]

“Glam to Death” Pen and Ink.

[t4tklonoa]

ohhh my transgender levels today. absolutely astonishing.

[thepaperwizard]

went to get my gf diagnosed with gender, psych started the convo about transsexuality, and that she didnt have a lot of knowledge about this, but that she did follow a course!

My girlfriend mentioned that she doesnt have a lot of memories from childhood bc of trauma repression, and this psych lady interpreted this as her not having any trans feelings until she was 17, when she magically immediatly came out.

like its fine if you dont know shit about trans people! Just as long as youre not the one inbetween them and treatment!!!

[wikiphilia]

If I get on a fucked up sleep schedule and don't take care of myself properly I can become some kind of a creepypasta type character!!! Hah gross nice nice gross. There's like a sediment of glue under my nails and hot chip dust and pork hemoglobin stick to it cooooool I feel so #gendereuphoria wow

[nothingunrealistic]

@asiakatedillon So incredibly proud and excited to share with you the extended film of my one year anniversary being on testosterone!!! I had a vision of capturing my total gender euphoria, and the team brought it all together. I hope you’ll watch. ❤️✨🌈 🔥{*nipples in the extended film*}🔥 My name is Asia Kate Dillon My pronouns are they/them I started testosterone on March 31st, 2023 One year ago Testosterone saved my life I’m documenting where I’m at on my gender journey to celebrate myself My trans and nonbinary body is divine I honor my body as it is now, and as it will be as I continue to become more and more myself I’m so grateful to the team who made this project with me The journey continues 🙏 Concept: AKD Directed by @emiliaghamirzai (she/they) Shot by @fatchix.inc Photography @carolinekingphotography (she/they) MUA @beautyinabottle_mua (she/her) #Testosterone #GenderAffirmingCare #GenderEuphoria #Nonbinary #Trans 🎉🎉🎉

[aroacesetitoff]

just got called cool and androgynous by a kid named jett today

#gendereuphoria

[andromerot]

unbuttoning jeans to piss is so masc #gendereuphoria #piss

[nikanikita69]

#crossdresser #crossdressing #trans #transsexual #transwomen #transrights #transfemme #gendereuphoria #transmasc #transgirl #enby #trans #genderqueer #Igbta #transwomenarewomen #gbtqcommunity #ftm #genderdysphoria #nonconforming

[twinbrozdlc]

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#transrightsarehumanrights #transliberationnow #transpride #trans #transisbeautiful #trangenderuk #lgbtq #transgender #gendereuphoria #lgbtqia #mygenderation #transwomenarerealwomen

[queertexstyles]

"My style aesthetic is in perpetual motion,

It runs across a spectrum in tandem with my gender identity.

Whether it's high waist Levi's with a vantage corduroy shirt, or pink zebra print trousers and a baggy tee shirt, it really just depends where I am that morning".

Kai is 1/3 of the Lost Souls Club. A social meet up based in St.Leonard's on Sea.

[trashclownart]

"Split Gillian" Pen and Ink.

[jordanrtaylor13]

#gendereuphoria

The kind of boyish charm and swagger I only dream of emanating 😍

EMMA D'ARCY — Ph. by Sarah Piantadosi for ES Magazine (May 2024)