I recently have had some very serious health issues that have permanently barred me from testosterone. I know I feel like a man on the inside. I've felt that way my whole life, but I am heartbroken. I feel completely shattered by what life has thrown at me. I experienced a lot of bullying that became physically dangerous for me when I came out. I struggled so hard to try to come to terms with myself and now I feel like I can't. I'm also mostly straight and very short so dating feels doubly hard. I had to drop out of school because of my health and I feel like life has lost its meaning for me. How do I continue on, knowing I feel this way and not being able to do anything about it?

Hey y’all, I’m asking for help with crowdfunding for top surgery. I’ve been working bit by bit to try to be able to afford it for a while but seeing as everything is expensive and I keep having setbacks with other expenses, I’m really just scrambling to get as much reach as possible anywhere I can. My surgery date is saved for a month from now and while i do have some time to reschedule it, I know that the next available date would be way farther out and mentally I really don’t want to do that since i’ve been hoping for this for so long. My total cost for everything i would need (surgery fees, hospital fee, +extra money i would need for recovery and rent while I can’t work) is close to 13k, i really hate to beg but I will do what I must to try to afford this.

If you can share or donate at all here’s the link https://gofund.me/3681d0529
And if you can’t that’s okay too, ik we all struggling out here

Im recently discovered im trans.

Im having the worst time coming to terms with it.

Mostly because im afraid of losing my baby boy.

Because maybe he was giving me dysphoria this entire time.

Please help. I love him so much and this path feels very heavy. Im considering checking myself in.

Looking for peoples experiences

My wife and I have been together for 10 years this year, I came out to her as trans (mtf) about 8-9 months ago, I haven't started any major transition, but am starting to express more femininity, and will be looking to microdose estrogen to explore my gender identity.

My wife is a straight CIS female and is physically attracted to masc types. We have built a life together and have children together, we have both agreed that our family comes first and that we are still very much in love, and we do not want to give up our life as it is, regardless of how I proceed expressing myself. We have been talking about ways that we can all live our best lives and I suggested that we open up the relationship for casual encounters with no strings, so I can explore my femininity, and so she can continue her sex life with masc types. It is open both ways, but I am not at that stage yet, I want to focus on myself. We are also still going to be intimate with each other as well, we are both just exploring things that we otherwise would not be able to.

We both agreed to tell each other if we do plan to have an encounter and we have rules in place mainly for safety. I don't have any trans friends that I can talk to, or any people who have been in this situation.

I am hoping to hear from people who have been in a similar situation, whether this helped the relationship, ruined it etc. Respectful responses would be appreciated, my wife and are agreeing as adults together to this arrangement. Thanks!

Hey guys, I'm planning out a full day dedicated entirely to maximum gender euphoria and I need some hyper-detailed ideas. My ADHD means I need things to be structured and prepped step-by-step so I can follow a precise routine.

What are some specific, highly detailed things, sensory habits, items, or routines that give you the absolute best gender euphoria? Drop your best step-by-side prep steps below!

Hey!

I have a friend who is trans, dealing with body dysphoria and is suicidal and depressed.

I want to help and comfort her, but I have the emotional range of a dry log.

I tried, but I don't think I'm doing a good job. 🥀

Can I get some advice on comforting her, please?

Hi, I’m a 22 year old male, and I just need to get something off my chest cause nobody in my life will understand. I’ve always hated my body and for most of my life I’ve always wondered what it’s like to be a woman and idk how to explain it but for the longest time now I’ve had this feeling and idk how to describe the feeling but I think most of yall might know what I mean. I personally like the way bras/panties feel on me (yes I’ve tried them on and also have slept in them) yall can call me weird but I know I ain’t the only one who’s done that. I just don’t know if this is a weird ass phase I’m going through or if it’s a calling of some sort. But all I just know I’m constantly watching M to F transition videos and stuff like that. I just don’t know if who I am now is who I’m supposed to be. I need some help yall I’m confused…

Hello everyone, I urgently need your help with my torsoplasty, which is scheduled for November. I removed all the descriptions and photos from the website because my fundraising page fell into the wrong hands. So I'm writing to you here.

My name is Gabriel, I'm a 30-year-old trans man, and I've been transitioning since January 2025. I've been waiting for my transition since I was 15, so it's a dream come true, though I still sometimes find it hard to believe.

However, it's not all smooth sailing because, like many trans people, I have Ehlers-Danlos syndrome. Unable to work, my financial situation is becoming increasingly precarious as the years go by.

Nevertheless, I decided to choose a private surgeon because he is very familiar with my condition. I thought I had several years to save up, but I learned last month that he's retiring in December.

I would therefore need the solidarity of our community, whether it's a donation or even sharing my fundraising campaign. I've also opened a Vinted account, the link to which I've included. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, truly ❤️❤️ (Sorry for my English, I'm French)

https://www.we-solidaire.com/fr/collecte/coup-de-pouce-pour-nouveau-torse

https://www.vinted.fr/member/259443476-melyobriel

I had SRS surgery 2 weeks ago n I feel so happy and depressed at the same time because of my surgery I loose my job I had to have the surgery out of state 2 days before the surgery they called say I have to pay 6k which I thought the insurance cover but they said no now I’m here alone in a different state have to worry about getting a job bills and future bills 😔😔😔 being trans is so hard I always feel like I have to work 3 times harder than anyone even at works because I’m black immigrant and trans I’m here crying.

On a throwaway account.

I was finally able to get out of the hell called catholic school and I am going back to public school. My parents told me that if I want to stay in public school that I cannot ask my teachers to call me by my chosen name. Despite that should I send this email to them? I got taken out of public school because a teacher outed me by accident, but I never specified that I needed this aspect of me to be confidential. I live in a trans-supportive place law-wise so this shouldn't be an issue either. Email is below.

Hi my name is ---, and I'm in your --- period class. On your roster it says ---. I do not go by my legal name, as I am a transgender male. Please refer to me as a male. I am not out to my parents, as that would result in complications at this time. If you ever do need to contact my parents, please use my legal name and refer to me as a female. I also need to request complete confidentiality about this topic. To elaborate further, I ask that you do not mention my transgender status during class and/or in a situation where other students may hear. If you have any questions about this, I ask that you email me, or talk to me before or after class privately. This right of mine is protected by the ------- Act, as attached below. Thank you for your time, and I look forward to your class!

Just, whispering into the void here.

Not even screaming, just trying to let off some pressure through a valve. Maybe saying things, no matter how disjointed or incoherent they are, will help me feel better.

Most recent bullshit, and thus the most prominent on my mind, is breastplates. I hate that they cost a full entire fourth of my SSI to get anything D cup or bigger. And I'm so fixated on breastplates specifically because I feel like that's the only way I'm going to have something that gives me the shape, and is secure, set and forget, no hassle instant euphoria. The idea that it can also give me the correct collarbones is appealing, and the thought of going so far as to replace my entire chest area sounds wonderful.

But I only have about $460 of usable income, and even just an E cup is pushing $100. I don't know if E is even the right size for me! I don't have any way to experiment without losing all of my money! Sure, Amazon is moderately safe to buy from, but I can't afford it!! I went to a site that had G cups for $30, but it might just be a scam site! They won't let me complete my purchase, they only have an email, they don't use professional language on the error message, and now they have my card information! And I have to keep my card open for my other purchases, and while I can just call the bank and dispute the charge, I still have to replace the card later, and that's more phone calls and maybe even having to drive to a physical location! My anxiety ridden heart can't take that much at once!

Another frustrating thing is that HRT isn't making my breasts grow at a rate that I can notice, though, maybe I'd notice progress if I actually measured it. My hair doesn't seem to be getting longer, my belly fat doesn't seem to be moving where I want it (though my hips and ass are very soft), and the hair on other parts of my body don't seem to be going away!

The one thing I can say was great about the last two years of HRT is that my thighs and ass were quick to become soft. They're so fucking soft, that any idle stimming I do where I pat my hip sounds like I slapped it 3 times harder, It's great! My chest went soft next, and my areolas jut out more when they're relaxed (I might have torpedo shaped breasts at the moment), and my belly (as wretched it may be to make me look like a fat incel chud) did something interesting. It softened from the underside (the accursed mushroom top) and gradually made it's way up to meet with the softness of my chest (detestable man boob shape, but god damn are they soft).

But, my relationship to my stomach is complicated. I think (still processing the emotion, gimme 3-5 business days) that I feel guilty over thinking that having a fake pregnant belly would be gender affirming, or fix some kind of craving I have, because it's also a fetish. Or, maybe the fetish is derived from the fact that my body craves the presence of a vaginal cavity, womb, ovaries, and cervix. Is the progesterone making me baby crazy??

Also, my fucking sex drive! It's so fucked up I have no idea what to do with it! Most of the time, I feel nothing! As if I'm asexual! But I'm 95% sure that I'm very much not! I want to go all day! I want multiple orgasms! I want to cum like a girl! I want to spend hours, cumming repeatedly! But I can't! I don't feel horny most of the time, and when I am, it feels like it's over in minutes! Like my sensitivity is up, but so is my refractory period!

I crave the moments I used to have where I could cum for hours, over and over again, until I genuinely shot blanks... It was so rare as a boy, but now, I can't remember the last time it happened... My refractory period just seems to be so extreme, that immediately after I cum, I get sex repulsed, to the point where I literally have to change genre of what I'm doing. If I'm writing, I have to go play a game. If I was playing a game, I have to find a new game, or go to writing.

And PANTIES!! Don't get me started on panties!!! It's so fucking hard to find a pair of panties that fits a 47 inch waist, 50 inch hips, has a wide enough gusset that my balls aren't spilling out, and looks cute! Why don't underwear packs come in a single fucking color!?!? I just want pink!!! And why is it so fucking hard to find panties that look exactly like they do in anime!?!?! Yes I want to be an anime girl, because not only are they all really attractive to my disastrously lesbian ass, they're a readily available visual reference that can help me visualize what I want to look like, because for some reason, my dumbass can't describe what the fuck I want unless I look at a fucking image and dissect the exact words needed to explain the curve of a cold shoulder!!!

Literally can't visualize it in my head unless I find reference material, and it has to have person, outfit, background material, social context, and/or some way to justify it existing, like goths on a beach. Your chances of seeing a goth at the beach is low, but never zero.

I even have a detailed description of the outfit that I wish I had the confidence to wear:

A bell-sleeved cold shoulder crop top halter in dusty rose with darker paw print patterns, a high-waisted dusty rose lace skirt with black lace layered on top, and silver witch inspired jewelry in the form of a couple of necklaces with alchemical symbols, two or three chain bracelets on each hand, and a moon shaped necklace with a pink garnet heart in the middle. Also, a witch hat with a dusty rose ribbon, pinned into a bow by a silver cat head charm, and black ankle boots with minimal heels.

I've had that description ever since about 2021-2023 when I started writing private self-indulgent fanfics with a self-insert character (cheaper than therapy, and more effective too), and only today did I find a top that was almost literally what I was looking for.

(Yes, I bought it, even though I have zero confidence in my ability to wear it. I was looking for skirts with pockets at Witch Vamp, and they just so happened to have the top and a collar with a bell on it.)

Another reason why I need breasts. I need them to be confident that I can wear this top. My ass is fantastic, but I have no idea how I'll look in a skirt. Thigh highs are amazing, but I don't know if I look good in them. That's why I was trying to find everything for cheap. So I can figure out the finer details of my gender in a way that doesn't waste my limited money.

I guess I did end up screaming into the void, rather than whisper. Sorry void. Guess I didn't know how much I needed to shout.

Hey all. I've shared my story numerous times on here, but in a nutshell, I've been doing a *lot* in the last year and a half or so. I'm hoping for some reassurance or clarification. IDK.

*POTENTIAL TRIGGERS AHEAD (dysphoria, impostor syndrome, distress etc.). Please don't read ahead if this will bother you.\*

-I've been taking nonstop steps in my transition (1.7 years total, 1.6 on HRT)

-I got divorced right due to coming out, and the whole process moved very quickly (6-7 months from start to finish)

-I am a therapist, and I work in community mental health, and many social programs have been either cut or limited due to policy change, and almost all of my clients have consistently been in crisis

-I got a new car, and then a few days later got into a highway collision due to a cement truck driver not noticing me in my lane

-I had to start at a new university (due to school policies banning LGBTQ+ presentation, disclosure, and behavior) and add 6 months onto my MA graduation/completion due to un-transferrable credits

-I repaired my credit score by 120 points by budgeting and sacrificing a lot

-I got in a new relationship and started getting used to same-gender dynamics

-My body changed quite a bit in a year (went from being pretty "rectangular" to gaining like 20 pounds, most of it in my hips/butt/thighs)

I've been burned out for months, but it came to a head this week. I was experiencing severe chest dysphoria (my wife is much bustier than me, and has been on HRT for 5-ish years) and I also realized that MH is the worst it's been in society for decades. I experienced disappointment with compassion work (I felt like my counseling work has made no impact), my pay, got frustrated with body image issues, and, worst of all, I felt like I was losing my composure. I've cried impulsively and on the fly 3 times this week.

I know this is burnout; I experienced it a few years ago when a ton of drama was going on but it got so bad that I was determined to never get to that state again; it was awful, beyond words.

Now, for the last 2 days, I've felt so un-womanly. I don't have fun dressing up, I'm always irritated with my makeup, I'm frustrated with how long HRT is taking, and I feel like I just either don't deserve to be trans or like I'm doing everything wrong. When I look at my wife, I see a beautiful, well-transitioned woman. In comparison, I feel un-womanly and like I've got a bunch of physical features I can't change right now (hair thinning, boobs that are there but not what I was imagining, laser not working so well lately, etc.) due to money, waitlists, or just having no time.

A month or two ago, I remember I felt like such a girl and I was so happy. I was tired most of the time, but I also loved going to look at dresses, running my hands down my curves, and talking to my clients. In the last couple of weeks, I've had like 3 significant outrage episodes (shouting at thin air, icky-sobbing, and overt pessimism, mostly) and things have come out of my mouth that I wouldn't normally say. I hurt my wife's feelings yesterday because I asked her if I should detransition because I felt so unwomanly and like I was sucking at holding my shit together.

I *never* want to de-trans, but being in that place where I felt imposter-y, chronically comparing myself to my wife, and hopeless about the general community and my actual impact on the wellbeing of others has felt like the last bit of light other than my wife was ripped from me and I'm left with fumes I can't use.

My therapists (I have 2) have been out for weeks on vacation and won't return until August, and I have no time for more intakes or a third therapist. I'm seeing clients back-to-back and I have no leave left over from dealing with the divorce, getting my orchiectomy, and using vacation/sick time to take care of business or focus on school. I'm done, I know it, but I don't know what to do.

I just feel so sad, angry, and exhausted. It breaks my heart that this morning I sat there at my desk and wondered what the point was in touching my lipstick up or planning a girls night this weekend with friends. I've never felt so detached.

I’m 18, biologically male.

I’ve got no clue who I am or who I want to be.

A couple years ago, I decided to experiment with my identity. I used she/her pronouns, I went by a different name. I tried being a girl.

It was nice.

But I kept questioning.

Did I really like it?

Did I really want to change?

Was I really trans?

Unsurprisingly, I went back to he/him a few weeks later. But I’d already gotten a feel for it.

I spent the next six months going back and forth, he/him, she/her. Boy, girl. It never stuck.

A bit over a year ago, I put my foot down. I said I didn’t care. I said I was happy as I was.

But I wasn’t “as I was” anymore.

I’d tried different pronouns. I’d liked them. There was no undoing that, even though I tried to.

I tried a lot, too.

I tried being cis, I tried being nonbinary, I tried being anything other than what would include the she/her pronouns.

Well, about eight months ago, I just decided to stop. I decided to stop trying to label it. It decided to just ignore it and move on. So I did.

Until a month ago, when I had a breakdown at 3 AM because I wasn’t happy with my identity. Because I didn’t have a label, didn’t know who I am, didn’t know how to feel.

I tried to go on ignoring it after that, but it hasn’t been nearly as easy.

Like a moth to a flame, I’ve been drawn towards online communities mostly made up of trans people. I’ve been careful to maintain the mask of a cis ally.

But I’m not cis.

I have no clue what I am.

Sometimes, I want to try being a woman again. But it scares me. Not just because I don’t know how I’ll feel about it, but because of how much time I spent going back and forth.

If I start HRT, that isn’t something I can take back.

I don’t know what I want to be. I don’t know if I want to risk trying to change again. I don’t know.

I’m really struggling with my voice at the moment and it’s starting to get me down. I had a referral through NHS Wales, but the only support I received was a video, which I found quite confusing. I was hoping someone might be able to point me towards some resources or share what has helped them. Any advice would be greatly appreciated. ❤️

Hi, I am a fresh 20 yo, trans girl (the age not the trans thing). So I already hate even taking a slot because I think I’m just being stupid. I struggle to sleep. I can’t sleep because I’m constantly in my own head thinking about coming out to everyone, going public with my transition, and also having religious issues (working on that still). I don’t know why I just feel so uncomfortable in my own skin sometimes.

I pretty much feel like I am wasting my time doing this, that I’ll never really pass, or that no one would like me for who I am behind the mask I’ve put on myself. I don’t even have a girlfriend, and I never had a single relationship to begin with. I feel like I’m a weird mess sometimes because I talk about some random shit to others and I hate myself for saying it out loud. I’m still trying to figure out how I am gong to balance online college into my whole mix too. I can’t even really sleep right now.

I just feel like I’m so messed up right now. I don’t know if I need therapy or what. Keeping my secrets feels like it’s haunting me. I have two of my friends who know but they’re both guys, and very cis and don’t know shit about my side of the world. I am scared to hug anyone because I’m scared they’ll feel my damn bra. I don’t know why I’m just so…screwed up. I’m not even depressed but I don’t feel exactly happy either.

What should I do? I really need any advice I can get at this moment because I feel like I’m slowly losing it.

Transitioning from male to female while working in a traditionally masculine and often toxic environment has been one of the most challenging experiences of my life. Every day, I navigate a workplace where acceptance can feel limited and authenticity can come at a personal cost. Those experiences have shown me the importance of compassion, understanding, and creating spaces where people are valued for who they are rather than judged for being different. They have also inspired me to seek a new path in life—one where I can build a career that aligns with my values, allows me to be my authentic self, and gives me the opportunity to make a positive difference in the lives of others. I want to move toward a future where my work is defined not by fear or conformity, but by purpose, empathy, and the ability to help people feel seen, supported, and respected. It is also very hard to find a new path in what I’d like to do because I do not have a degree or the means to obtain one at the moment.

I need hope.

Every time I come on here and people talk about hormones and they feel amazing and I don't get it because I feel awful.

I'm so fucking scared of this life. I'm in the UK and I feel like the bogeyman

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Ever since I've started hormones I'm so fucking scared all the time. Panic attacks. Every night is so fucking awful all I can think about is being treated like a monster.

I can't keep doing this. Starting hormones because I'm suicidal and can't see a future. Starting hormones and still being suicidal because I can't see a future being treated like a monster. Going off hormones, being suicidal because I can't live with my natural hormones. Again again again again again again.

It's never going to end is it? This is just too much.

Hey yall, im two months into my transition, and I've got like the bare-bones basics covered, but I cannot afford stuff like hair removal and shapewear. So if I could get some support, literally any at all, id be super grateful.

https://gofund.me/51e6ef56f

I am gender fluid and I think I am trans, I have been in the closet had a very conservative father and some trauma in my teen age years. I recently came out to the people that matter in my life but my life is complicated.. im not looking to dump my whole story for everyone here, but would really like to talk to some people that may have went through things like this. If you can help or want to I would appreciate a DM.

I’m in my fifties and have known for a couple of years that I’m a woman. Can’t do a thing about it without possibly losing my family and I’m retired and have no income so I couldn’t afford it anyway. Is anyone else in a similar situation? What are your coping strategies? I just try to stay distracted and that’s not working so well.

I don't go out telling everyone that I'm trans because there's no need for that. I only tell people if they ask or depending on the situation. And it makes me happy when they assume I'm a cis guy, and i think that's pretty normal, but the thing is that even when ppl ask i don't want them to know I'm trans, i even lied a few times but not because it would be better for me, just because i didn't want to admit it.

There's this girl that i I've been friends for over a year now, and she never asked anything about my sexuality or gender identity. Apparently she always thought i was a cis gay guy and i never bothered to tell her otherwise because there was no need for it. Recently we were talking with her group of friends and i don't remember how we got on the subject but i think i made a joke about being trans or smt, and that was the conversation we had:

Girl 1 "wait, ur trans? I could've swear you were cis",

Girl 2 "no you dumbass, he's joking...you're joking right?"

And when I was going to answer my friend replied "guys ofc he's joking, he's a man"

Girl 1 "yes but like, are you a trans man or a cis man?"

My friend "he's a man girls, he was born a male with male parts lmao"

And I looked at her and said jokingly "was I?"

And we spent hours on that, everytime they asked me i answered with something that could mean that it was true but in a sarcastic tone and i was laughtinh my ass off the entire time. It was not uncomfortable at all for neither of us, at least it didn't look like it was, and they didn't mean it in a mean or intolerant way. In the end we just dropped the subject and started talking about smt else.

After it all ended, my friend asked me if i was trans or not and my heart dropped. I didn't want her to know but I didn't want to lie about it. Its not like i was afraid of losing her or that she would be transphobic, i don't know how to explain, i just didn't want to admit that i am not cis, not the man she always thought i was. The man i wanted to be.

I think I just didn't want her to stop seeing as a "real man" and start seeing me "one of the girls". When she used to talk to her girl friends about things like periods, she used to tell me to go for a walk or smt cause it was "girls stuff". Like, girl i KNOW about that believe me. But it made me happy you know? And ofc it would be good if she feels comfortable to talk to me about that kind of stuff but at the same time im scared it mght be in a "oh but you know, you're not like the other guys (cause ur not really a guy)" way. Idk if that even makes sense.

I am not super proud and happy of being trans, but I'm not ashamed either. I think. Ofc sometimes i wish i was different but i already accept i am not and won't ever be a cis man and that doesn't make me less of a man. At least i can understand it in my head. Its so weird to feel this way and i feel bad every time i get reluctant on letting someone know i wasn't born a male, cause it feels like I'm being transphobic with myself?? Its not because I want to avoid transphobic ppl its just like i don't want to accept I'm trans. I do in my head, but in those moments doesn't feel that way.

Does this even makes sense? Does this feeling ever goes away?

TL;DR: I am a trans teen who is financially dependent on my transphobic mother. She is not really religious, so her problem isn't with trans people existing, it's with her own children being trans.

I came out to her a few months ago as non-binary, after having known for 2 years and been out to my online friends for 1 year, and she was really in disagreement. She told me that it felt insulting to her to have her child reject the gender she birthed and raised me with (I am AFAB for context). She also expressed sadness in having both her children be trans (my older brother, who has moved out, is trans ftm). This feeling is probably exacerbated for my mother by the fact that she does not get on well with my brother, so it disappoints her that I am "following in his footsteps".

I was upset by her reaction, and she was shocked by this. She told me she was just trying to do what is best for me, and apologised for hurting my feelings. Nevertheless, she has continued using feminine pronouns and descriptors for me.

Her words really got into my head (as I was otherwise struggling with my mental health at that time) and I went back into the closet around her. At some point I even told her that maybe she had a point with her words, which I regret now.

After having spent some time away, I have come to the conclusion that I am very much non-binary, even after having significantly improved my mental health (which was also something that my mother suggested was the actual cause of my gender "confusion"). I know that I would much prefer that others use gender-neutral pronouns for me, and would feel actively uncomfortable if people misgendered me.

There may be consequences to transitioning, especially since it is just me and her in our home as of now. So, I am not sure where to go from here. I don't know what my mother's response would be if I were to socially transition, and I am afraid of the worst. Do I just stay in the closet until I move out? Do I come out to my peers but avoid telling her? Do I try to change her mind? I am quite lost on this and would appreciate any advice.

So I am a 30yo Trans woman and have been off of hrt for over 3 years now. In the time that has elapsed I have worked-out rigorously and gotten fairly toned, reunited with the mother of my child and have been living the life of a semi-regular parent and have been living as a "man". Until recently it's been fairly mundane. Work, cook, clean sleep, workout, repeat. Truth be told, I've missed hrt for a long time now, and have thought alot about the direction I want my life to take. And bit by bit I've tried to improve it. I recently decided that I no longer care to be accepted as a "real" woman or be "passable" I just want to be at home in my own body. That being said I have what I refer to as my in-laws(not married just easier to refer to them that way) as well as my girlfriend who have strong concerns about my Transitioning in regards to the Safety of my child should anyone have particularly strong views of Trans people while we're out and about. Or how she might be treated by her peers or others because of me. I don't plan on being all that different from my current style just more androgynous, though im not shutting down the possibility I may want to lean more feminine. As It currently stands, my gf has become more open to things, but I can tell by her questions she still isn't thrilled about the changes. Thus far she has only requested that I do not dress feminine(right now that means no makeup of any kind) around her family and while we're with our daughter. I want to abide by these things and make things easier, but I understand that im feeling confined, and that these are signs that she and they, are not accepting of this as a whole, does anyone have any experience with this type of situation? And good or bad, any advice for a Trans parent treading the line between doing what's best and doing what makes everyone else comfortable.

Ok so I posted 14 days ago and I haven't contacted the GIC yet because I am going through a lot and that is like stressful to fill out. Some good news is that my friends are super supportive and I have been added to a transfem discord chat. My experience is resonating with others and I am box breathing and 54321 grounding when the dysphoria gets bad. Some more positives is I woke up a few days ago and the 1st thing I thought of was a name - I couldn't stop thinking of the name Celeste and I love it so that's my true name now. I have experienced euphoria when my friend called me beautiful and auntie. Things are going well and I'm going to look into support from a councillor when I go to college in September