#trans body pos

[onesexylittlerexie]

Stop pretending like the reason ur jeans are getting tighter is ur washer being too hot. Ur fat, either u accept that or u start working, starving, exercising, restricting.

Ofc u can blame the washer. It might wash away your lies but never ur guilt and disgust when you see yourself.

[hellbone-420]

Jumping to bodycheck in a public bathroom bc the mirror is only at face level made me realize how fucked up I am

[boybonesworld]

I used to think that counting c4ls was messing me up and causing me to b1nge but I've realized that it was actually just that when I was forced to go over my limit by my family I just gave up :)

I've now been able to stop that though thank goodness

I'm also the lowest we1ght I've been in a while!!

I'll be able to get back down to my lw soon >:)))

[alexthepapaking83]

.saw your body checks, are you a girl?

No, I’m a guy. Also please read my bio before you ask

[crowwants2beskini]

Recent body ch3cks a lá the ross fitting rooms

[purpleflameb0i]

Anyways this is my current gender goals

I got a shit ton of money from my grandpa (500 USD) so I might get some stuff

[cupofbeesbackagain]

fun fact 🎀🎀🎀🎀 IM GONNA FUCKING LOSE IT

[assmaster-8000]

why don't clothes fit me the way they do on a skinny cis guy (<- isn't a skinny cis guy)

[badolmen]

Wrote out a big long phone call rant to have with my mother later because as much as I hate it she is my closest irl spiritual confidant 👍 here’s hoping her response to ‘hey I’ve been spiritually depressed and disconnected for like 8 months and for some reason these last two weeks advocating for Palestine has me feeling alive and burning with divine passion and love in a way I’ve never felt before in my life’ isn’t like. ‘Talk to your psyche abt your meds hun’

[hungry-transguy]

If you’re like me, have iOS and like to flirt with recovery, I have an app for you. It’s called MyTummy. You log your food with images and, if you want, tags, but no cals. There’s also a page that tells you what you had in the last 4hr. Here’s mine from this morning

And here’s what I ate yesterday.

[nexus-nebulae]

brrrrr (/pos)

[rotten-virtues]

bodycheck!

my body stores a majority of my fat on the stomach and arms and i’m so happy i can finally see hipbones!!!!! my arms are still beefy cause i pole and i need the muscles there unfortunately but still!! i have a flat-ish stomach and i’ve never been happier!

this is what i looked like before btw hehehehe

[mollificen]

Just want to make it clear:

If you are a terf / gender critical

Get the fuck off my page right now you piece of shit cunt

[boybonesworld]

Going insane

I'm going low res this week :)

I've got a protein bar in my bag for gym days in case I need it but otherwise I'm only having dinner :))

[nicosraf]

It's my birthday! And Angels Before Man's second birthday from the original publishing! And almost three years since the original draft of it! Wow! Thank you all a million times for being here. Really, genuinely

I'd like for this extremely long post to be happier ! But a lot of people are really troubled by the United States election. There's a lot of fear-mongering online about what'll happen and a lot of real threats to marginalized people in the U.S. and abroad. I don't talk about my own identities a ton. I'm a gay, trans, Mexican from the US-Mex border. The vast majority of my family, community, and friends are immigrants of varying legal statuses. I could lose everything!! I fear for my family! My friends! For my body and my heart!

My mom called me yesterday morning, though, basically asking for an explanation. She told me she was shocked, she was scared, and I said that so was I, then we said, "Pos ni modo." Ni modo!! Oh well!!! What can we do now? We can keep doing what we've always done. Survive. That's all you really have to do at the end of the day, you know, survive.

My family is from a rough Mexican city that fell apart when I was little, a place where my own family has been kidnapped and bodies have been left mutilated in the street for everyone to see. The radio spoke in code to let you know not to go outside when things got really bad. There used to be mariachis in the street to greet American tourists but by the time I was little, they were mostly gone. Boarded up, abandoned stores and boarded up, abandoned homes. I remember being scared, and I remember not knowing what to do listening to a shoot out right outside. I remember my heart stopping when my family was stopped by the soldiers and they demanded money out of us for the first time.

(And I can talk also about living on the other side. The hyper policing, ICE, the racism when my school played against other schools, my parents forbidding me from speaking Spanish outside our Mexican enclave and to stay close to them, and I can talk about the aggression from the white nuns at my catholic school toward the latino kids, I can talk about having to see the border patrol every day just to go to school, I can even talk about Trump-supporters coming down to the border and making a mess of the place and I can talk and I can talk but why? what for??)

My family is all (mostly) still around. I'm here also. We're still here. All of that horrible stuff happened and is still happening to us y ni modo!! Ni modo ! The fight continues. You'll be fine if you allow yourself to be, and if you're not, then you really gave it your best shot, and the people around you will see that you did.

I know for a lot of people there might be the urge to spiral into doom and grieve, but you don't need to borrow the grief of the future. Today you can get up and roll up your sleeves and clean the house. That's what my parents tell me to do when I'm sad. Ponte a limpiar. Ponte a trabajar. I used to get mad at them for it, but in the end, you're only in charge of yourself and the places/things that you upkeep.

I was raised around nopales (prickly pear cacti) and, many years ago, I threw one out of my parent's house because I didn't know what to do with it. I didn't want it. I figured it'd get eaten by something or die somehow. The nopal started growing instead, and it's still there. It even grew a flower, though it hasn't given us a pear yet. My dad doesn't like the pears/tuna but my mom does, so we went out to check on it and while we were there, we heard a bird singing. He looked up and he told me it was a cenzontle and that it was singing a little song for the nopal. I had this thought about how even though I basically tried to kill it, the nopal was growing, thriving. it's an easy metaphor to make, but the earth gives you simple lessons sometimes.

(The monarchs pass by every year. They don't even do it legally. They cut the border line and don't wait their turn to talk to the Customs guys!!! They just fly overhead then look back at us like we're crazy. How can we explain this to them? How do I tell them that there's a place that hates us both)

All you have to do is survive. Whatever happens to me or my family or my friends, we will find a way to grow and find birds to sing along with. If there's so much grief in the future, then we can grieve when that time comes. In other words, canta y no llores. All you have to do is survive. Take it hour by the hour. Pick up the broom and get to work while you can.

Because I've talked too much, I wanted to remind everyone that my ebooks versions of my writing will always be free to read.

Maybe it'll come as a shock to you that a lot of ABM was about coping with losing a home forever, of remembering the feeling of wall paint that you will never feel again. But it's about survival too. I hope you all take care of yourselves as much as we can. This isn't a sad post! Go out and enjoy what you have! Go for a snack. Protect yourself however youre able to. I'm so lucky to have a birthday, to have lived this long. I hope my work will live on no matter how much the world might despise it. I've survived this far despite the world too, and so will ABM... I hope ! :)

[crowwants2beskini]

July 26th vs July 31st

Ngl im kinda shook rn by this lol. It helps that I've been fasting for like 17 hours but holy shit look at how fucking awful my stomach looks in the first pic 🤢 Def not perfect yet but getting somewhere at least