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We have decided to transition.

thisselfishsmile:

This is a pretty momentous thing, and I’m sort of making a point of sharing it with everyone for a handful of reasons.

One, I AM REALLY FUCKING EXCITED.

Two, it’s a big thing, and because of the way I run my blog/my relationships both online and offline, it bears knowledge. Considering the majority of you all aren’t going to be seeing/hearing me in order to ask “hey, what’s different?”, it’s kind of something that bears telling rather than being learned through observation.

For those followers who do not know (you must be new here, ahaha) I am trans*, female to male. I am also multiple. These two things mean I am a man in a biologically female body and I share said body with a number of other people. The majority of the other people in this body are male. Despite this, however, we had decided a number of years ago not to transition. This was because two of our system members are not male. One is genderfluid, and one is female. (The third odd ball out is nongender, and doesn’t give a crap what we do with the body, so this is all the mention xe gets.)

We have a lot of respect for each other. This is one of the key elements to our functioning so well as a group. As such, when the genderfluid and female members of the system weren’t sure they would be comfortable with the body transitioning, the rest of us gave them hugs and told them that was perfectly fine. And we meant it. It was a relatively small blow, considering we had already been presenting as male and as ourselves (giving our own names, despite that they are very different from the body’s current legal one).

Due to a condition that I went through some months ago, however, our dysphoria became so severe that we could not leave the house. Since then it has been an uphill struggle, but we have finally managed to get to a point where, despite that we no longer pass almost no matter what we do, we are able to confront society under certain conditions and for short amounts of time. We have come to recognise, however, that at this point in time the root of nearly /every single one/ of our anxieties and other mental problems is our dysphoria.

I am going into a professional career. In this professional career, I am identifying as myself. Male, gay, geeky, silly, old-fashioned Drake. The body does not look like this, and I have had to figure out a precarious balance between my professional face and my personal face. So far it has worked, but I have had to be increasingly cautious as I branch out more. The fact that I present as male but am not legally male could present serious legal problems in the future. It is a thing I was willing to sit down with a lawyer about, however, if it came to it. This is how much we love our sisters. I haven’t even thought twice about it the entire time.

Unbeknownst to us, however, the girls had been talking. This morning, upon waking, I was approached by them. We called a group meeting, and they told us that they would like us to transition. They were okay with that. They presented sound facts that supported this conclusion, both on our part and theirs, and after some more discussion we decided that this is the best idea for us all.

It’s going to be a long, hard process, but I agree with the rest of the system - we think we are ready. It won’t be something that starts immediately - right now there is other therapy that is needed more, and we don’t have the money to put toward something like that, and we need to figure out the legal, medical, social, and psychological avenues which need to be taken, but…

This is a green light.

And this /will/ be happening.

Thank you all.

Love,

The Neon Gay Disco Drake (WHO IS SO EFFING EXCITED YOU GUYS OKAY I SERIOUSLY //CAN’T// ASDNFSDFOAHKESRJGFNSDA)

Fucking rape culture, man

fsufeminist:

Dudes at the club touching me and my friends without our permission really pissing me off. My guy friend shouldn’t have to fend you off like he’s our goddamn superhero. Go the fuck away, and if a girl says to stop touching her, FUCKING DO IT.

And if you’re a bouncer who makes jokes when women get pissed off about this shit, fuck off. AND if you hear a woman yelling “don’t touch me”, don’t joke around and say “TOUCH HER DUDE”.

Fucking boys in this town. Luckily, I dealt with the least amount of unwanted touching.