Maybe submit a GDPR request to get all of your photos from FB in a nice clean package so you can pack them up into cold storage and nuke the albums on the platform entirely.
Congrats on the self-confidence, my dude! I still fret about my appearance from time to time, but y'know? Yeah, kinda, I know what you mean. Do you smile more? Because happy looking people look more attractive and that might be making you like your photos more.
I counterspell with rm -rf --no-preserve-root /
Friend, if that's all it takes, I got news for you...
He said outside your comfort zone
If I let my circadian rhythm take over, I'd sleep until noon and be up until 4am
A common trope in my history is, "Why do they get it and I don't?"
Lots of envy regarding feminine folk.
We call her The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home
Before I knew it was dysphoria? Dissociate by daydreaming and doing anything to shift my attention away from it. Now that I know it's dysphoria? Like any other kind of anxiety: acknowledge it, label it, breathe, check in with yourself, change what you can right now, and plan to change what you can't.
The closer I get to my HRT intake appointment, the more I've started to notice my negative thoughts and feelings, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and when I look ahead, I feel invigorated. The road is long and filled with obstacles, but all the signs say I'm on the right track.
My gender is "not man." The title "man" feels like an ill-fitting jacket on me, heavy and burdensome. I describe it, in specific terms, as genderflux demigirl; I only ever feel varying degrees of "girl," ranging from not girl to all girl, but never any amount of man; agender to girl. I don't want to be manly and I don't want to be put in the same category as men. In simple terms, I tell people that I'm genderfluid with they/them pronouns because I find they/them acceptable for all presentations, even if I would prefer she/her.
I don't have any issues with men, it's just not me. I'm still pre-HRT and I haven't built up the courage to try to present femme. The farthest I've strayed is GNC. Regardless, I want people to see and treat me as a girl. I share the sentiment that some of the traits I want and exhibit aren't necessarily gendered, but they're part of what makes up my gender.
I want to be vulnerable, emotional, graceful, and unintimidating. I have a large sense of empathy, but my emotions are locked. I'm wearing a mask unless I'm significantly inebriated and I hate it. I hate that I'm big, strong, and clumsy. I hate that I feel like I have to avoid strangers and give them breadth on the street because my presence might make them feel uncomfortable. I hate that I feel anxious and pent up all the time.
I want people to see me for who I feel that I am When people look at me, I want them to think: cute, adorable, soft, dainty. I don't want the weight, the baggage, and the assumptions that come with "man" because the truth is that I'm not strong, brave, powerful, or confident and I don't necessarily want to exhibit or exude these qualities. As it stands, people assume that I have these qualities because they sort me with men. I am not man. I am me. Hell, I don't even think I'm woman, but I am girl. I want to look girl. I want to feel girl. To some extent, I already behave like a girl. I want people to see girl.
I had a similar realization. I found a moment of clarity and realized that I have the power to change my fate and I am the one who controls me. I should pursue happiness for myself and nobody else. If it's a problem for anyone else, they've made it their problem, not me. I get to be selfish about this and so do you. Go get it, friend. You're walking this path with millions of your own cousins.
Women are you and I