being trans kinda fucking blows (3.13.2026)

hi. i'm a trans person. i don't really know what else to say... uh. first blog post! wooooooooo!

anyways, lets get down to business, being a trans woman in the year 2026 is lowkey the worst experience of all time.

genuinely i don't know anything that's caused me this much pain and suffering, realising i'm a woman has gotta be bottom 10 things of all time. i mean of course it's not all bad, i've met some pretty awesome people mainly because i happened to be transfem. however, for something that's supposed to be about self-actualisation and all of that jazz, i don't feel all that self-actualised. i feel like i'm always being restricted by my own fear for my LIFE or fear that my family will decapitate me, or whatever. its just a lot. hope when i grow older i'll be able to move to god-knows-where and transition in PEACE! i hear alot that estrogen doesn't fix all of your problems but MAN would it help. it's like a money doesn't buy happiness thing. like that's not gonna mean much to a homeless person. i'm fighting for my life over here. dysphoria is a pain in the ass and every time i get deadnamed i take 8d8 psychic damage. they're killing me over here.

on top of all that, being a system doesn't make our job any easier, probably? i genuinely can't tell if i'm a 10-in-1 cleaning solution or just shampoo at this point. stuff gets complicated. anyways, it's hard to pick a name for ~10 people. we love our name that we've decided to go by, i wonder if it's possible to forget your deadname. hope it is. to be honest we just wanna leave this life behind and fuck off for eternity. maybe we'll become a nomad, dunno. but yeah, going through the horrors. like this the type of shit that shows you why alotta queers substance abuse. but i'm straight edge so i don't think that's much of an option for me. guess i'll just have to thug it out or wait until the inevitable brain aneurysm from stress kills us <_<