Hello friends, I have an announcement that I thought could be helpful for you whether you’re a transgender male or a shy lady or just hate the sound tampon wrappers make when you open them.
Tampax Radiant Plastic brand tampons are virtually silent when you open them and are resealable too. The wrappers are softer and smoother than other brand’s wrappers and even when you take them out of your pocket, you can hardly hear them, if not at all.
I thought this announcement could help some people of tampons proved to be a problem for you, so If you do think it’s helpful at all, just spread this around and let some people know about them.
This is my little (but tall as fuck) sister, Amber. Her name used to be jon, but she realized that deep inside she is a girl and she is one of the most beautiful girls I know. Yes, it had taken me a while to get used to the fact that instead of having a little brother to get into fights with I now have a little sister to teach me how to do my make up so well.
I just wish my dad would see her the way I do. Every time he calls me he brings up amber and how he’s soooo uncomfortable with it and starts making fun of his son and what he’s going through. And it’s like, I’m trying so fucking hard to support the both of them but it’s really hard because I can’t even call him on Christmas. He asked what Amber got for Christmas and 2 of the things were a purse and some make up. And he immediately goes
“no I’m good, I can’t ever imagine getting my SON a purse”
He feels like his son has died. But it’s just like..your son may have died but a daughter is being reborn.
I think of amber as a beautiful, spunky hilarious girl. My dad thinks of her as a rebellious cross dresser.
I love my dad but goddamn, it’s getting to be too much.
Rep. Frank Artiles. is a Miami Republican in the Florida legislature who thinks that using a restroom is a choice — especially if you’re
transgender. That’s why he feels no compunction about his introduction
of the Single-Sex Public Facilities Act,
a law which would make it a crime for transgender people to use
single-sex public bathrooms that correspond with their gender
identity in restaurants, workplaces and schools. “Violators” face a
$1,000 fine and up to a year in jail.
This is HUGE! It happened in TEXAS! And the world should know about it! #Transguy Mel Gonzales won Homecoming King of Austin High (which is just outside of Houston.) Absorb Mel’s words posted a few days before the election… (And thank you Trina Pham for the photo!)
“Homecoming court 2014. In case I don’t get a chance to speak… I never wanted to make it as a popularity contest. Rather, I wanted to prove that an openly transgender male could make court. I don’t want to be just your homecoming king – I want to be your female-to-male homecoming king. It may not be a big deal to you, but this is for my LGBT community, for my Gay-Straight Alliance, and for my underdogs who don’t get enough representation. You are capable, so always keep at it. #ftm#trans#homecoming king”
November 20th is Transgender day of Remembrance (TDOR). I have changed my profile picture to memorialize and honor all of the beautiful transgender people who we have lost. May their memories be for a blessing
Denial: “I’m alright, I can live being a boy.” “I want to be a girl but they say I’m a boy so I guess thats okey.”
Anger: (Also known as puberty) “body stop the horrible things you are doing!” “I’ll cut you if yo don’t stop! I’ll starve you if don’t stop!"
Bargaining: "As long as I can have long hair, I’ll be okay. If I can be a little feminine I’ll be alright.” “I don’t need all that transition stuff. I really want it but it’ll be easier to just keep hiding it.” “No one will believe me anyway.” “I should have said something as a kid but now it’s too late.”
Depression: “I can’t even have nice hair…” “I can’t be me at all…” “I’m so tired of this…” “if I have to shave one more time, i might just use the razor differently” “I’ll never pass anyway…”
Acceptance: “Alright! I’m going to just do it! I’m going to transition!” “I’ve decided to fight for me!” “Help me please!”
Revelation: "Everyone I want you to know who I am, who I really am.“ "please don’t hate me!”
Hey, I know this is a really big thing to ask of people and that my blog isn’t really so popular as for it to go far, but I’m in a desperate situation.
Anyways my name is Dorian. I am an 18 year old, mentally unstable, trans person and I need to get out of my current place of living. Recently upon my mother finding out that I’m actively taking steps to transition, I have been told that I am destroying the family and a lovely list of other things. It would help me a great deal if you or anyone were to donate to my paypal. I need to make $500-$600 by the end of two weeks to put down a months rent in an apartment or a room in a home and get my life started in a healthier environment. I can’t stress enough how thankful I would be if you’d donate and if you cannot or choose not to, reblog this post to get things going so others could potentially do the same.
If you’d like to donate to my paypal, please send whatever you can to email@example.com
“The most beautiful moments always seemed to accelerate and slip beyond one’s grasp just when you want to hold onto them for as long as possible.”
Here I am, February 19, 2015 celebrating another year of observing, learning, and growing. I’ve had my ups and my downs. I’ve gone through puberty at 25. My body continues to adjust. I’m adapting to my smile appearing larger in photos as my facial structure widens. I call this my awkward “maturing” phase, (similar to the one I had back in college). I celebrate the abundance of lessons bestowed upon me and the wisdom I’ve acquired. This year’s most important lesson is that visibility matters.
When I first began writing this blog, I intended to convey to friends and family why I needed to transition. I thought perhaps writing could provide insight as to what travels through the minds of people similar to me. I hoped those around me could learn a thing or two to ease the transition for all of us. I had no clue the blog could extent beyond my immediate social circle, and even compel others to think differently. I had no idea this blog could help so many other genderfluid people in their transitions. I did not expect my words to help others grasp onto concepts that may have previously been incomprehensible and enlighten strangers about transgender issues. I was naive to the idea that my words could prevent a trans* person from committing sucide or prevent another individual murdering from a transgender person.
I am now cognizant of the power behind positive words and images to eradicate ignorance, deconstruct social norms, and generate positive ideas about trans*gender people. Visibility is extremely important.
I will continue to write. I don’t know what depths of the universe my words may reach, but I do hope that they can better a soul, change a mind, or transform hate into love.
Today I celebrate another year of life, another year living as me, and another year of visibility. Nonetheless, today is not just a celebration for me nor it is a celebration of me. I celebrate the lives of black people. I celebrate the lives trans* people. I celebrate the lives of trans* women. I celebrate the lives of black, trans* women who change the world each day simply by breathing, living, and existing. Visibility shouldn’t have to come at the heels of another death or another murder. Everyday should can be a celebration for all trans* lives.
“The most violent element in society is ignorance.” Emma Goldman