You rang?

I hate when hat thappens.

Hahaha, whaaaat? Why would I want too look at a male ass all day, I’m sooo hetero.

Asking for a friend.

It really can be that easy, huh?

I liked that one too, Rilee in my case. When still questioning I’ve had a list of ambiguous names, Jamie and Rilee were the last two contenders.

I just feel like if I don’t set a rigid rule for naming myself, I’ll end up changing it every month. I’m very indecisive.

Yeah, same struggle here. And I’m quiet good at being indecisive.

Awe, what an honor. Do they know?

That’s a beautiful approach. Not a lot of hope that my parents will accept me when coming out, but if they do, I might ask if they had anything in mind.

Heh, now that you say this, I always loved the idea of naming a daughter Eskarina, from Pratchett’s discworld. She’s this young girl, gifted with magic powers and goes out into the world to become the first sorceress (women were only allowed to become witches before). And she (almost) doesn’t take anyone’s shit.

Though, I believe legally where I’m from, I’ll only get to pick from “real” names and that’s mostly in the case workers discretion.

A little late to the party, but here I am :3

I’m actually not sure if I had a feeling like this when I was questioning. Maybe it was there, but I hadn’t really felt it, like with most emotions before accepting myself. But when I did, it hit me like a truck. I’ve felt like I was high for week, without any kind of drawback. Now that blew over a little, but I seem to be generally way more in touch my feelings and I love it.

Also know what it’s like to not get the results from therapy I’d like… There was a rather important puzzle piece missing. And there was a pretty big mislead, religious indoctrination, that I’ve used to explain myself, but I just never quiet got there.

If you feel like you’re ready, for me the Gender Dysphoria Bible was of insane help in figuring myself out. But no pressure, always proceed on your own speed!

Ezekiel 23

What the fucking fuck!

Thinking back to actually being encouraged to read the bible as a child. Wonder how that would’ve turned out.

A lot of what you write really resonates with me. I’m in my mid thirties, hatched a few weeks ago and grew up with a lot of religious indoctrination. Makes it really hard to actually dare asking those questions… I remember how adults wanted me to wear suits in church, how that fucked with my mind and lead to me shutting this part of me away. I haven’t started to transition yet and do have some doubts, about being too late, though, I’m trying not to focus on it too much.

The perspective I’d like to offer is, that even though I’m still not presenting as a woman, having found that answer for myself has had a profound effect on my mental well-being already. There were so many feelings I never quiet get, thoughts that didn’t make a lot of sense and strong memories which I didn’t really understand. And now it’s all becoming clearer, so many puzzle pieces that are just falling into place. I can finally accept myself for who I am, a gift nobody can ever take away.

You didn’t pay, tho.

Well, just joking ofc. So that islamophobia was also part of atheism+? The religions wiki conveniently leaves that part out. It really reads like the similar values which the church of Satan stands for, just without the whole “We worship Satan to fuck with fundamentalists” schtick.

atheism+

So all in all they took modern satanism, gave it another label and managed to lure fundamentalists into this? Color me impressed.

That second one triggered another memory… when I was a kid in a church going family, at some point I was expected to dress more appropriately. That of course meant wearing a shirt, eventually suit and tie. I hated this so, so much, actually never got through with wearing a tie. And I was so, so jealous of all the women who could dress nice in beautiful skirts and dresses. That might’ve been the moment I accepted the lie that I am a man and started to believe I have to live up to that.

Oh, and another fun fact: Turns out most cis-men apparently do not have a phase in their teens, where they wonder if they’d be a better and more productive member of society if they lost their dicks for some reason. It wasn’t even related to gender at all, I somehow just believed, as some kind of eunuch, I might be a happier person.

Sounds like you’ll get some answers soon, feel free to update, if you’re up for it. Can’t wait to find out what more estrogen does to me as well.