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Body Dysphoria - Blog Posts
I know im supposed to love myself and be happy but god damn is it hard. There's days where i can say, "yeah i look really cute" or if i need to say something nice about myself i can say, "i have a nice smile" but there are other days where i just cant.
Im just exhausted and i can only see a fat tummy and chubby arms with no muscle and a small double chin and weird legs and a feminine smile and feminine eyes and too big hips and no facial hair and and and
I can see these things in other people and be enamored and be gaping at their beauty. Its just not okay for me to have these things. I know thats not true, but i still think it
I dont know what to do
Iβm like the exact same but in reverse :(
body dysphoria sucks.
every time i look in the mirror its someone new who stares back at me.
a face, with features i have had since birth, changing every 34th second
yet every time i look at my reflection it is the same little girl who stared ahead at me.
a face, with features i have had since birth, the solemn look i get when the tide is just out of reach
I forgot to wear a long sleeved shirt after a nap and mom knows about the sh now, im realising that I've never truly felt joy in my life even though this and my early childhood is supposedly the period of it that everyone cherishes and deem as the "glory days", I can't kill myself because there are people who care about me and when they die I'll most likely have met new ones that I can't disappoint either, I'm forever trapped in a human body and whenever I look at my reflection I'm not seeing anything remotely similar to me, I have no one to talk to without being yelled at for being dumb and unlikeable and having childish interests that no one wants to know about, i don't even work out but i still tell one of my aquaintances that i do because if i don't he's going to be disappointed and talk to someone else which I can't have cause he's one of the few people I actually fucking talk to and I legally cannot just sleep all day until summer vacation.
friendly PSA to my tguy mooties :
you do NOT need to be fully flat. binders very rarely make you completely flat unless you're already quite small-chested. you don't need to live up to the unreal expectation that tguys are flatter than a board.
furthermore, a lot of cis guys have chest mass too. pec muscles are obviously a thing!
you don't need to fulfill anyone's expectations or ideas of tguys. you don't live to please anyone. it's completely fine to wish you WERE flatter since that's a thing a lot of tguys feel, but you shouldn't feel obligated to have to be flat, or else you aren't "valid enough."
love you all.
Eww I hate how chunky my legs are. I am a 4'10 male who really could use some help slimming down everything but especially my legs.
Stats: Goal:
120lbs. <90lbs
4'10" can't change lol
Calf: 15" <11"
Thigh: 25" <16"
Waist: 22" 18"
Chest: unknown
No showing collarbone π€§ COLLARBONE
i really needed to hear this :')
selfshippers who donβt identify with their real life body/appearance, who have gender/species dysphoria, who are therian, otherkin, or whatever elseβ¦
having a self-insert that doesnβt look like you irl is 100% valid.
your f/o sees you for your true self, not how you appear in real life.
all those βyour f/o loves your physical bodyβ posts? they donβt apply if you donβt want them to.
your f/o loves you.
the real version of you that might exist only in your head.
however many kintypes or personas you may have, your f/o recognizes and appreciates them.
your real body means nothing to your f/o, because itβs not you, itβs just the vessel that you are trapped in for the time being.
<3
Period Drama
author: lil_fubsy
summary:
βCrap, I got distracted again!β He scolded himself as he quickly put his books in his bag. βIβll ask Jack for some notes during flight class, and maybe we can study together for the test sometime nextβ¦β He trailed off as he went to push in his seat. His face paled in horror.
There were red smears all over the seat. ------------------------------------ Epel bleeds through his clothes and hopes that no one finds out. He wasn't expecting a certain redhead to be his savior though.