Mint 🏳️‍⚧️

@scriptkitten.bsky.social

Personal account, mostly for talking about trans things. it/its Not a secret or private account, but I'd like to keep this separate from my pen names.

I feel like if I think too hard, I start to believe I waited too long to transition and it's hopeless. It's not true, but it's my own most pervasive bad thought about myself being trans that comes up during these times. I'm not sure there's any defeating it, exactly, except to sleep and reset.

Hormonally, I've gone from dressing like I'm 16 sneaking out of the house to go to the goth club... to more like 18, desperate for someone to call me beautiful, tell me they love me, and then fuck me. My hormones want to be validated, wanted, and loved these days. Weirdly still with no libido.

There are people I would like to be called beautiful by, but I think it would devastate me right now to ask them and find out they hate how I look. So I am trying to figure out how to think of myself as beautiful first. That way, I'm okay no matter what they think. Probably. Mostly. Hopefully.

With the new room mates, the one who only met me a year ago is good at using my full first name, but when she shortens it, it's not how I'd like. The one who has known me forever uses an old nickname for me by accident sometimes (and doesn't notice), but when she shortens my real name it's correct.

Feeling dysphoric at night after I take my makeup off, wash my face, and take out my contacts... but "you don't look any better dolled up" cuts both ways, since it implies maybe I look more like a girl all the time than I thought I did. Also, having bangs and layers helps my ambient cuteness a lot.

Acquaintance figuring out I'm trans: "Oh my god, you're trans? What was it like being a boy?" Cis friend being an ally: "Trust me, if you'd known Mint pre-transition, you'd know she has less of a clue than we do what being male is like." Me: "Is that good or bad?" Friend: "It's just the truth."

Waking up and getting ready for bed are more dysphoric with cis girls living here, but in between it's weird to be perceived in a friendly, supportive way. I changed my nail polish while they were running errands and they noticed the second they got home. We have a fashion thing going on. It's fun.

take an iced coffee wherever you want. nothing matters anymore. kill god and lick the face of the cosmic unknown. your destiny runs on dunkin™.

Help me out. I was at 90 E levels, then moved from 0.2mg on patches to 0.25... then 0.275mg when I couldn't get 0.05mg patches. I tested my E today (2.3 day old twice weekly patches) and my E level is 50. Did I get bad patches? Or does stress matter here? I'm gonna fight for injections.

The downside of having a married couple living with me is that it reminds me that I'm stuck here while my spouse works across country for two years. I am like... desperate to be with them since being a bridesmaid, and this makes it harder. It's going to get worse with our anniversary coming soon.

Okay, the cis lesbians have moved in. Mostly, we've bonded over the fact that men make no sense. Everything seems good so far, and they're very grateful to be staying here awhile. I'm nervous about sharing my home with anyone, but I think it could be good. We'll see what happens from here.

Watching a Dr Z video about how trans women may get B cups at most, and they take years and years to grow, and it probably won't happen if you're 40, and... I think you should take the HRT and see what happens. A lot of us end up very busty off HRT alone. It could be you!

Some friends really seem to see plants, animals, business, or cars instead of gender. Just got a "Heck yeah, live your truth" on a photo of me at a wedding and I'm like... wait, did you not notice I'd transitioned until now?? Sex: Nissan Gender: Cats > Dogs Orientation: Poor

I'm not judging, cause I too draw lesbian fanarts in the hope my crush will see it & like it & realize she loves me back I'm with ya Hannibal (except for the whole serial killer thing)