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traaaaaaannnnnnnnnns
Welcome to /c/traaaaaaannnnnnnnnns, an anti-capitalist meme community for transgender and gender diverse people.
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Selfies are not permitted for the personal safety of users.
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Stay on topic (trans/gender stuff).
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Bring a trans friend!
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My own experiences with being trans and growing up
It wasn't traumatic for me, because it was my escape. I grew up in an abusive home and spent most of time hiding away. Conversations with my guardians were always a risk and I kept friendships pretty surface level. Even the things I excelled at were co-opted and distorted by my guardians, who just wanted to live vicariously through me. It was a nightmare.All of that hopelessness changed when I realised I was trans. I started to understand in fourth grade, noticing that I wanted to wear the girl's uniform instead. Of course, that was something nobody else was talking about, so my hypervigilance paid off and I kept it to myself. It wasn't until middle school that I learned that people actually do transition, finding out from Myspace groups of all places. I was so inspired by everyone's confidence and everyone was so pretty. It felt like I had found purpose in my life for the first time ever. This was something that was mine, something I could always look forward to and no one could distort. I took the steps that I could while going through schooling and went full time just after moving out.
Ironically, part of my transition did get distorted thanks to past trauma, but it always a CTPSD thing for me. I really had a hard time trusting the world for too long.
Sorry to go on for a bit, but this is an honest answer to "how could anyone not find being trans to be traumatic?"