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Is anyone else up late grieving for lost time

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TW: Dysphoria/Medical

Bummer that it is to wait so long just for a consultation, I’m glad that I got the ball moving for certain, more intense steps of my transition.  There’s precious few doctors that do this sort of care, so the waitlists are understandably long.

Who knows what the political situation is going to be like in a few years?  Given how disgusting Republicans have been regarding the transgender community (and frankly, everything), will this sort of care even be legal for me to receive by then? 

Will I be someone that waits years for a consultation, then another few more to actually get my procedure, only to have it cancelled at the last moment because it will be outlawed, or policy changes will affect what my insurance will cover, leading to me no longer being able to afford it?

Uncertainty is a part of life and we do the best we can. 

It’s a shame that there are people among us that create additional uncertainty and stress. 

If you’re someone that intends to have more invasive medical procedures as part of your transition, maybe drop a line to clinics sooner than later.  Get yourself on these waitlists. 

We’ve all waited so long to be comfortable with our bodies, I’m hoping we all get the care we need.

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keep thinking of this tweet and trying to not crack up in front of women

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why am I scrolling . What am I hoping to find

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fennec girlfriend

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speaking of peeing the bed it's been long enough that i can tell this story publicly. in high school i went to a party at some house with no adults, as you sometimes would, and at the end of the night like 10 people all clonked out together in the same bed. fully clothed, one of those teenage moments where you're like wow heehee how rule-breaking, because sure a lot of our parents wouldn't like us sleeping in a bed with a bunch of other teenagers and no adult supervision blah blah. fond memories. anyway.

i'm an extremely light sleeper, so i barely slept, and sometime around 6 am, i woke up to a girl totally panicking, very quietly, because she peed the bed in her sleep. and listen. this wasn't a group of mean kids by any measure. but there's no level of kindness or understanding in the world that will make peeing the bed when you're 17, surrounded by people you only sort of know, a gentle blow.

so i sat up and she was like "oh my god" and I signaled at her to be absolutely silent and I said I'd be right back. And I crawled over everyone and out of the bed like a stupid cat.

and the thing is, by senior year i wasn't getting bullied much anymore. i was generally pretty well liked by my peers, but, if this makes sense, people still didn't always expect very much from me. i was still figuring out how to mask (autistic) and i still often said or did something that made everyone remember i'm weird and they'd just be like "well. that's story for you. i guess." and for the most part i'd become pretty secure in that.

so what i'm saying is i had nothing to lose and this girl had everything to lose.

so i went downstairs and i made tomato soup. and by "made" i mean i put a whole can of tomato soup in a too-small mug and microwaved it until it was lukewarm so as to be convincingly "made" but not so hot to burn someone.

and then i walked back upstairs, and no longer like a cat, i clumsily "attempted" to crawl back into bed, loudly lost my balance, and spilled tomato soup all over the girl and her lap and several other people's laps and heads and the mattress.

everyone woke up confused and anguished and i was like, "oh my god, I'm so sorry. I just got really hungry and it's all i could find."

and everyone immediately accepted with absolutely no further questions that I would go downstairs, make tomato soup at 6 am,and bring it back to bed. everyone just begrudgingly climbed onto the floor and went back to sleep while I put the bedding right into the laundry.

i don't even know this girl's name. i only remembered this story recently because i'm in my hometown for a few months and recently a high school acquaintance said, "hey. do you remember spilling soup on everyone after prom? why did you do that?" and for a moment i genuinely did not and i stared at them completely dumbfounded while the memory loaded and then i started laughing too hard to answer for 2 minutes.

the best part is i can tell this story, and even if it reaches the people who were there, none of them will know which one of them peed the bed. thanks to tomato soup.

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sexiest thing a character can do is drag their past around like it's a dead body tied to their ankles

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Excuse me. I really like the art you drew of a fluffy bunny in a miniature wind-up car. Is it possible for you to draw an even FLUFFIER bunny in a wind-up car? I just think... your bunny needs a friend. That's all. Thank you for reading, I hope this ask finds you in good health.

sorry to keep you waiting but yes, i can confirm, it is indeed possible. it's probably pretty hard to find the wind-up key under all of that tho

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“imagine a borzoi with husky eyes. that’s jeff the killer, right?” -my boyfriend

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Thorsty Jean

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yknow i kind of forget sometimes that like. pregnancy is innately tied to sexual stuff. like "haha hey guess what. gets you pregnant" is actually kind of. a horny thing to say in fact.

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New GF in 100 GF’s gimmick is twintails. Thought you’d love to know

OH GOD THEY OUT FOR THE BLOOD OF HAIR FETISHISTS WITH THIS GIRL

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I've literally said for years but the idea of mind control being real is more valuable as propaganda than actual mind control

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I'm trying to sleep and the bugs outside are buzzing at a certain cluster of wavelengths that reads to my brain as a human voice and whenever I let my focus shift it jumps to trying to hear what the gnat king has to say