For those harsh moments of lucidity that break through the armor and pierce your heart.
For me, the cute moments of playful experimentation couldn’t quite penetrate my denial, but they did weaken it enough for the strong hits to make it through. I would quickly try to block and repair as best I could, but the structure was compromised and couldn’t hold like before. All these hits came from myself; from actually considering that I could be trans
It took me a while to understand this comic when I first saw it, but I get it now.
For the longest time I just dismissed the possibility of being trans, because obviously I wasn’t. Would sure have been nice to have been born a girl, though…
Fortunately even the strongest denial eventually withers after hearing Actual Trans People talking about their experiences which were exactly like mine. Gee, funny that.
“Obviously I’m not trans! Those other girls are lucky enough to be born trans, but not me. I’m unlucky to have been born cis” 😔
trans²
The endless cycle of “not trans2 enough to be trans2”. (Echoes of What the Tortoise Said to Achilles for the math geeks)
Not trans^ω enough to be trans^ω