#Tw for gender dsyphoria

[quillandrapier]

You could be having the most harrowing mental health episode and you just have to clean and be present.

[helluva-hurricanes-blog]

My dsyphoria

TW FOR TRANS DSYPHORIA

[lunasberry]

nothing feels fun again. there's no real thing I enjoy doing.

[dreamdropsystemarchive]

[disabledprincesses]

If you have body/gender dysmorphia or an eating dis0rder etc. and things like getting dressed, and taking showers trigger you

You can do them in low-no lighting. It'll take time to learn where things are but it can help so you don't have to look

(This isn't a permeant solution or anything, but while you're working on it, this could help)

[vanillaokko]

no, but i don't think you understand how close i am to grabbing a pair of scissors and giving myself d.i.y top surgery

[secretlyasupervillain]

Dysphoria is fuckin weird bruh like I got rid of it for a min by making my voice lower then I looked in the mirror and suddenly developed a distaste of my eyelashes cuz they looked too fem also my neck is too fem imo and like idk why it just is and my hands are too small anyways yea fuck dysphoria

[crescentmp3]

*googles how to feel more androgynous when getting my hair cut didn't work*

[comeon-intothemadhouse]

I’m having a rough gender night. ...dysphoria is bad and I’m feeling pretty pessimistic about everything gender related rn. If anyone wants to send asks to talk...about gender or anything else... now would be the best time tbh.

[danandthereader]

can we possibly get one where the reader is a trans man struggling with dysphoria a bit and Dan helps soothe him? i would love you forever for it.

A/N: So, I’ve been taking my time with this prompt for a few reasons. The big one being that I wanted to make sure I did a proper amount of research before beginning. As someone who is cisgender, I didn’t want to do this fill any sort of disservice or injustice. It is definitely a sweet prompt, and I want you to know that I love you (and Dan no doubt does too), and if you ever feel like this, just know that it’s okay, and you’ll work through it. If this helps you do so, than I’ve done my job as a writer. So I hope this is okay, lovely, and I appreciate you sending it in. Heart you. ♡Just as a fair warning as well, I’m going to be tagging the trigger dysphoria tw on this in the tags as well, just to make sure everyone feels safe.

ROSE-COLORED BOY

Most times, when things like this happened, when you felt like this, there was a reason. Someone said something, you saw yourself in the mirror a certain way, there was a thought that ran through your head that poisoned the rest of your thoughts. It wasn’t easy, but when there was a legitimate reason why it was happening, it was almost bearable.Days like this, though, when there was no rhyme or reason for it, made you feel the worst you could ever feel. It was a weight on your shoulders, on your chest, unneeded, unwanted, this hypersensitiveness of just what sort of body you were in. It started when you woke up, from what felt like the moment you opened your eyes, the underlying disgust and unhappiness thick in your head. From then it was a matter of doing what you could, what you learned and what you were taught, to combat it - dress in clothes meant for your gender, bind tight but correctly, play with pitch and volume of your voice, style your hair a certain way. There were a million ways to go about making the feelings go away.But nothing worked.

Your day was slow and a slog; it felt like all eyes were on you, judging you, wondering about you, criticizing you. You could hear it in people’s voices, the curiosity, the disgust, the confusion. It made it hard to breathe, it made you want to force-quit your entire body, but it wasn’t like you to completely break down in the middle of work, so, in a very twisted sort of way, you saved it. You could cry all you want when you got home, sit in the bathtub while the shower ran hot and you could just heave a few shuddering wails out and it’d be a little more functional.When the evening came, and you got to go home, you weren’t expecting Dan to be there too. The two of you worked similar schedules, but because of the nature of his job, most nights he stayed later than normal, weather it be for re-recording or helping with editing. But there he was, sitting on the living room floor, laptop on the coffeetable and long legs tucked under the top. When the door closed he looked up, then beamed, happier than you believed he should be to see you. “Well hello there,” he greeted, bringing his legs out from under the table to stand, and you gave him a weak wave in response. The smile faltered, then dropped as he stood; walking over, he asked gently, “What’s goin’ on?” For a fleeting moment, you thought he could make it better, his touch and words and love would fill in some of the cracks that had formed over the day. But when he reached out you recoiled, not to hurt him, but in self-loathing. You didn’t want him to touch you. He didn’t deserve it, like your anxiety was going to transfer through your skin, a virus; worse. “Babe...” Moving around him quickly, you told him, “I’m gonna go change,” and left it at that.In your time being with Dan, he’d seen the start of the transition, how all the pieces fell into place and how you cried with relief that you finally understood why you’d felt this way for so many years. Promises had been made - to stay with you no matter what, to help you through what you needed, and to learn as much as possible to under stand - promises that he kept his word to. The shower was your safe space, the space where you could work through the dysphoria as needed; you caught just the slightest look of registration on his face as you walked into the bedroom.

Stripping, there was no way you were going to look at yourself through the closet mirror in this state. There was nothing physical wrong with you, but at the same time, everything was, to the point to where you would probably fall into an anxiety attack if you saw who was looking back at you.The only comfort, it seemed, was Dan’s clothes. When things got bad, he assured you that you were allowed to wear his clothes, the clothes that smelled like a boy and male deodorant and made you feel a little more secure. Digging through his dresser drawer, you put on one of the larger shirts he owned, black and a graphic for his favorite band printed on the front. Shutting through that drawer and digging through the second one down, you found a pair of boxers and put those on too, the hands pressing down on your chest easing up a bit. This was good, a small but meaningful first step.Knock knock.Your head spun to the closed door, listening to the unlatch of the lock and seeing the familiar fluff of chestnut hair come in through the crack. “Hey.” Dan’s voice was gentle, eyes not lingering on any part of you but your own hues. Another weak wave. Talking would throw you back into the spiral, make you nauseous and ready to cry again. “Can I come in?” You nodded. Watching as his whole body came into frame, your breath hitched. He was always a handsome man, but he looked so much more, well, manly at that moment. It both broke your heart and set your insides alight. “Bad day?” There was worry laced in his tone as he approached, almost like you were a wounded animal. With a little nod, the dam broke, breath going shaky and the tears starting. Bad day was an understatement.

When the tears began, he was right in front of you, hands out, wanting to touch you, but there was something holding him back. He was afraid. When the dsyphoria hit, you hated being touched. You felt like a disease, like the body you were occupying was rotting and not yours, and you were afraid too. “Sweetheart, I - Can I -” You were afraid, but you were hurting more, and you needed him, needed him in some shape, fashion, or form. Giving him a shaky nod, he finally touched you.Instead of hugging you, he gently, ever so gently, combed a piece of hair away from your face. “It’s all right,” he told you, voice staying the same gentle cadence. “Deep breaths.” They were coming up short, but you were trying, trying to breathe deep and even, just like he was instructing. “Focus on me. Focus on my voice.” You were doing that too, along with his hands, now resting on either side of your face. There was no speaking for a good few moments, just your hiccups and his thumb running across your cheekbones. “It’s gonna be all right,” he told you. “I’m right here. And you...” Looking up at him, he was smiling just the tiniest bit. “You look very handsome today.”In some ways, something so small shouldn’t have made that big of a deal, but god, with the way he said it, so sure, so flirtatiously, actually made you laugh, a watery and pathetic sort of sound. But it was genuine, the first positive feeling you’d felt all day, all thanks to him. Though you still didn’t want to speak, you nuzzled your face into his hand a bit more, and the smile lingered.

[spreading-trans-guy-love]

Dysphoria Tips Masterpost

Hey, everyone! Dysphoria is a real pain in the butt to deal with, and I know it can be difficult to find ways to lessen it or distract yourself from it. Since we get a lot of asks from people who are looking for tips to help manage their dysphoria, I thought I would make a masterpost to help everyone out. Here we go!

General Tips

-making a music playlist of your favorite songs

-cleaning and/or doing laundry

-name and pronoun affirmations (you can make yourself some cards with your name and pronouns on them and carry them with you and/or ask supportive friends and family to verbally participate in these affirmations)

-wearing clothes that you feel good in (shoes, hats, dresses, sweaters, accessories etc.)

-taking up a hobby that you find enjoyable (skateboarding, making bracelets, writing, learning a new language, playing an instrument, joining a tabletop gaming club, etc.)

-watching YouTube videos (let’s-plays are my fav!)

-dyeing your hair and/or getting a haircut (this can make you feel like a million bucks)

Tips For When Dysphoria Makes You Want To Self-Harm

-holding an ice cube in your hand

-writing in a journal (it can be extremely therapeutic)

-listening to music

-taking a hair tie or rubber band and lightly snapping it against your wrist (it provides stimulation without causing you any harm)

-playing a video game (a puzzle game or fighting game might be particularly helpful since they require a lot of concentration)

-going for a walk (exercise can produce feel-good endorphins in your brain)

-watching a funny youtube video or doing tongue-twisters (laughter also produces endorphins)

-taking a hot shower (they’re particularly great for relieving tension)

-practicing breathing techniques (inhale for 8 seconds, hold for 4 seconds, exhale for 8 seconds)

- drinking tea (something like chamomile, mint, or peppermint is best)

- coloring (I personally really like ones that feature Disney characters!)

YouTube Videos That Talk About Dysphoria

-FTM ~ what is dysphoria (uppercaseCHASE1, white transman YouTuber)

-NON-BINARY DYSPHORIA?? (OutOfThisBinary, a channel run by several nonbinary YouTubers)

-HOW I MANAGED DYSPHORIA (Kat Blaque, black trans woman YouTuber)

-QAC 26 - Gender Dsyphoria: It’s Complicated. (a rant) (QueerAsCat, black afab nonbinary YouTuber)

-DRAW MY LIFE (princessjoules, Chinese trans woman YouTuber) Tw: mentions of transphobia and abuse

Articles About How To Deal With Dysphoria

-5 Ways to Support a Trans Person Experiencing Body Dysphoria (everydayfeminism.com) Tw: mentions of alcohol abuse and suicidal ideation

-20 Small Things To Do When Gender Dysphoria Gets You Down (buzzfeed.com) Tw: self-harm mention, period mention, “biological sex” mention

-How do I deal with dysphoria (Neutrois Nonsense) Tw: use of trans*

~Papa Ryan

[helluva-hurricanes-blog]

Ugh god I’m experiencing gender dysphoria again wtf do I do

[stilinskivoids-end]

GIC Leeds

Tw: suicide, self harm, GIC Leeds, sexual assault mention.

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I had my first appointment on the 6th of July and my second appointment on the 2nd of november. I hope to see them in 3-4 months to hopefully receive hormones to treat my now diagnosed gender dsyphoria. I was on the waiting list for 1 year and 10 months.

The first appointment was just asking questions about my life and what I did and whenever I had socially transitioned and how my family support me. I was also asked about what I want from the GIC and whenever I had changed documents and what my mental health looked like. This appointment was with Michelle Cooke

I was deferred from hormones on the second appointment due to blips in my mental health. However my mum came with me and I was glad because I'm more confident when my mum's there as I don't feel like I have to prove myself to everybody in the room. She brought up a bit about my sexual assault a couple of years ago to explain an attempt that I had in August. I'm not sure honestly, I hate summer much prefer the dark days and dark nights.

I spoke to Louise Cooke and Michelle Marriott.

The appointment lasted around 50 mins with me babbling alot and not allowing them to finish.

They asked my questions about my gender history I couldn't answer some of them due not having any recollection of my childhood years. Ones about when did I start to present as male and when did I understand the term transgender and start to realise that I was a boy.

They asked me about my family and whenever they were supporting and who I lived with. They said I had a good support network.

They asked about what I liked to do when I was a child and I said football and karate. They asked what friends I had and I tried to explain but I couldn't remember so my mum explained that I tried to hang with the boys but they didn't want me too then I tried to hang with the girls and they didn't want me too. So i excluded myself. They are me whenever I was more comfortable presenting as male than I was as female and that was a definite yes.

They then asked me about my mental health and whenever it impacts my life and it was another yes, I explained how anxiety stopped me from doing things such as attending work, college and even going on outings. But I told them that I never let it get the better of me and always try to attend no matter what. They asked me what medication I was taking and what help I was recieving. They could see on the system that I was receiving support from city wide DBT and asked me whenever it was helping, I explained that I was unsure but like coffee whenever you put it in a coffee maker you don't know whenever it's going to be a good coffee until the coffee maker has finished making it. They understood and agreed it was good that I was patiently waiting for a positive result and already seeing positive changes in the reducement of self harm to nil since the August melt down, my mum put this down to my new flat mate moving in and the fact that I've started DBT but not only that but Leeds festival was on and she thinks it caused an anniversary effect. They also asked about previous attempts on my life, whenever I had any current plans to end my life and what kind of self harm I do and when was the last time I did it, answered accordingly.

After this they explained that they do this because of the hormones causing a second 'puberty' which can cause emotions to be high.

Overall a positive outcome from the second appointment with both clinicians agreeing on a diagnosis of gender dsyphoria, but awaiting the next appointment to compile all findings and to present a diagnosis and treatment of HRT (T)

I thought because no one had spoke about first appointments with GIC's in a while, I would.

[dreamdropsystemarchive]

(old art) just cut them off i want them off now now now now

[crescentmp3]

yaaaaay gender dsyphoriaaaaaa

[crescentmp3]

hahahahahahaha i am less than an atom close to crying my fucking eyes out