It used to in the past, but generally the deeper the reddish brown, all the way up to stripey black, the worse it is for trans people. The deeper the blue, the better. So the pale colors are basically the middle danger/safety ones.
Catpurple
joined 2 years ago
28 years of suppression for me. And another 2 between fully coming to terms with my truth, and then coming out openly.
Someone once tried to convince me that they weren't just a different flavor of Tories after I left a comment saying as much in response to some other issue, and then right after that, they did the supreme court ruling. It's been obvious since day one.
Same, I cried the day I realized there'd be no chance. Just had to be born in one of the handful of states that adamantly refuse alterations to the sex field on the certificate, and I was only there for a few months as a baby before my parents moved.
I had that happen to me once, or at least I'm pretty sure it was this. It was like I was standing behind my body, basically staring at the back of my own head, and through it. I obviously couldn't actually see the back of my head, but I felt like that's where I was positioned. Weird and awful feeling.
Because the people with that holier than thou attitude believe that if they just convince enough people, their socialist/progressive third party that gets one vote every election will definitely overtake both Dems and Republicans in a total landslide, and will immediately stop the genocide in Palestine and the war in Ukraine once they're in. Or they're a tankie accelerationist and want trump to win because they think it will lead to a revolution and their perfect political utopia will be in place in mere weeks. They'd just rather die of old age, suffering in a corrupt and polluted fascist hell decades after all their friends were culled, than ever admit that they are wrong or ever accept they will never live to see their desired future.
Edit: I realize I sound super rude and aggressive in the last sentence, sorry. I say they'll never live to see it because something like eliminating capitalism is an extreme long term goal. It can't happen overnight, or in a single geneation. It's too deeply engrained in the entire operation of the world as it stands. It has to be pruned back until it can be removed. It's like that one phrase, something like men plant trees in whose shade they'll never sit, or something like that. I don't think I'll live to see it either, but I would love to. I'd definitely prefer a socialist society, capitalism has been the cause of all my life's traumas. But you just can't get the world to change that fast.
Some months ago, I suddenly realized my birth certificate could be problem, I was born in a red state but only lived there for less than a year as a baby before my mom moved us back to a state in New England. And of course I ended up being trans. So I looked up my birth state's rules and just couldn't stop crying, I even left work early that day because I was so upset by it. Fuck the right, fuck the bigots.
I've been on injections for over a year now, with an HRT prescription from planned parenthood rather than DIY (for now, anyway...) Blood tests show stellar results, last one was like 27 units (pg/mol or whatever?) of T and 280 units of E. Measured at the uh, whatever it's called, the halfway point between injection days.
The first time I did it, I was surprised how little pain there was, following guidance on how to do it right. Pinching around where you'll inject distracts your nerves so they don't notice the jab, at least when doing it in the thigh like I do. It's super easy, though I gotta be nice and calm and collected or I get too shaky or risk forgetting a step (I recently opened a new vial, but got distracted and drew from it without wiping the stopper with an alcohol wipe first, dumb mistake to make!)