trixon

really sad to hear about this place shutting down, I liked it here. ):

if you'd like to follow my art elsewhere, all my other links can be found on my link page:

https://strflr.carrd.co/

Alright I've followed as many people as I can on all the platforms I currently use and I'm making a fucking browser folder of everyone's personal websites. Feels good at least to be able to still somewhat stay in touch with people elsewhere. Feels good to start to shape my other social media feeds to reflect what I got to see here.

Well this is depressing. I loved this place, even if I didn't use it as much as I'd like. Even if nobody followed me, I still had my safe little corner. Nowhere else feels the same.

Guess I'll spend the next few days trying to follow everyone I follow here... somewhere else. Ugh.

I've been working up the courage to post this. I don't really like being perceived--if at all--but what pushed me over the edge was the fact that there are so few Asian trans timelines. And it hurts because for some people there's a critical mass of before/after pics they need to see before they say, "...maybe I can do it too." And while I may not be pretty in that second photo like all the other twitter girls, you can at least see that I'm happier.

That counts for something. It must.

I can't go back in time to tell myself that it's going to be okay. Even if I did, she wouldn't believe it. The pain simply hurts too much. When people say "HRT saved my life" there's a gravitas to that statement that often goes unnoticed and an aftermath that must be handled, because it only starts saving your life. You still have to do the rest...and I almost didn't. I've lost track of the amount of times I've wanted to give up. So here's my bare and simple hope: if I can reach just one person and tell them it's going to get better, everything will be worth it.

Please, stay alive. And to my dearest friends who helped me on my journey thus far, all my love. I would not be here otherwise.