There is this misbegotten notion that transmen and women are about playing dress-up and fooling people. But to be trans is to feel the truth so acutely you can’t fake it. It is to be so consumed with the truth of who you are that you are willing to risk everything to inhabit it. To refuse to be what other people have decided you are—this is an act of courage few individuals dare try. I know I didn’t.
When you date a man who was not born male, people have questions. Most of these questions are about sexual relations. Some are astonishingly bold, like my good friend who requested I draw her a picture of what my boyfriend’s privates looked like.
Then there was my mother, who, upon hearing that my online beau and I were officially an item, blurted out, “Does it even work?”
Transmen are used to these queries, invasive and inappropriate as they may be. This is still a man’s world—men earn more, control more, are valued more—and what makes a man is nothing less than the key to the cultural castle. If the only true definition of manliness is “one who possesses a working penis,” that poses an interesting dilemma for the guy who’s suffered, say, an unfortunate lamb shearing accident. And what about men with negligible penises? Are they only 10 percent male? How about men who require pills to make their penises elevate? Are they men only when medicated?
This article is written by Allison Cooper. She describes her relationship with a transman; the feelings she goes through, the questions she faces and the thoughts she has. It’s very heartwarming and interesting. A good read!
thanks… really i dont respond to my hate messages which mean i dont respond to most of my messages…. i really just want to get off tumblr sometimes… it really seems like most of the people that message me hate me anyway and want me to kill myself and be more depressed then i already am. -_-… thanks world i love you so very much.
in other news i dont know what happened but severe depression has hit me… imma try to sleep…. if i dont i know imma regret what im going to do.
I’ve been working out a tiny bit. By that I mean I’ve spent 5 minutes lifting a couple weights 4 times in the last two weeks so uh, *cough* yeah. But I have little baby muscles now :’D Now, have 47 pictures of my weakness.
So I realized for an FTM blog I sorta have very few personal FTM updates. Just wanted to post some sort of an update, and since I’m feeling AMAZING about my body why not a pre-T / post-T work out difference?
The first three were taken pre-T and the second three were taken 9 months post-T. TOP SURGERY SOON so I’ll be able to go without this ratty old sports bra in just a month :D
Anything else of interest? I dunno. Drop me an ask or something :)
[EDIT] SORRY FOR BLINDING YOU WITH MY WHITENESS, this lighting makes me look hella pale. I promise I get out in the sunlight often D: