There’s so much stuff that would feel weird and stereotype-y to see someone else do and think, “they must be trans!” but when I think back on myself doing them, my only thought is, “oh, so that’s what that was about.”
There’s so much stuff that would feel weird and stereotype-y to see someone else do and think, “they must be trans!” but when I think back on myself doing them, my only thought is, “oh, so that’s what that was about.”
Oh my god, I’m lying in bed reading some of these comments and remembered suddenly when I was around 10 my cousin left her one-piece swimsuit in our bath and I wore it and felt jealous that she got to wear something so cute and I didn’t.
The retrospective realizations never end.