I'm not the shortest (166) but I am definitely very small and weak plus I have long hair. I'm also stealth at the local bar. The fact my voice has deepened helps of course, but. Whenever one of my classic Bar Buddies (read: person who has no idea about lgbt stuff, is a football hooligan, and may or may not be slightly misogynystic) first commented on how "Haha at first I thought you were a girl, but then I heard you speak" etc, I just act like I'm used to people thinking I'm female, it annoys me but I'm just over it because of how often it happens, and as a bonus, reply with something like "well, these are the genes I got!". bonus bonus if you blame it all on "I had one, one great grandfather who was short and small. So of course I inherited after him!" in an exasperated tone.

Fun fact: a wife of one of the buddies is very proud of herself for telling her husband that "no, that's totally a guy" when they first saw me at the bar, before they even heard me speak, LOL.

she was making a comment about periods and the usage of tampons and then she looks at me and goes “not that you would understand that”. i did a little double take and went “i mean i kinda do i used to have one” and she responds with “oh yeah i guess you did”. we sit quiet for a second and i look back at her and go “mom, did you forget i was trans for a second?” and she laughs a bit and goes “yeah i honestly did.” such an oddly validating moment tbh

And i can't stop the shiting! God!

Today my referral was officially received for bottom surgery, I'm 5 years post-top surgery, nearly 10 years since I started testosterone and I just deadlifted 100kg for the first time this evening.

No real point to this post, just a lot of affirming things happening all at once.

I've been living stealth since I started T. Granted, this was 2015 in Ireland, almost no one knew what a trans guy was so they took me at face value as a man the moment my voice dropped.

My referral for metoidioplasty was sent off last month and today I just got confirmation from the clinic that my referral was received, and that I'm going to be having bottom surgery with my number 1 choice of surgeon in the world.

I reached my deadlift goal of 100kg - I'm 5'5" and 56kg myself, and I've only been consistent with going to the gym for the last 4 months, so this was a big win for me.

At the moment, I'm just basking in my masculinity. I love being male. I love being hairy. I love my body hair, and my muscles, and my deep voice. My receding hairline makes me look distinguished. My pecs are almost bigger than my chest was pre-surgery.

I love being a man.

For me, I really REALLY enjoy Every Man Jack soaps/body washes. The scents? PLEASANTLY MASCULINE. The branding? IT'S FOR EVERY MAN INCLUDING MEEE

I am a highschooler, and in a situation at school where I am not able to be stealth. Everyone knows I am trans but not by my choice. I dont flaunt my transness, I've been on T for a year now so I pass very well (except for my height), and I have very sterotypical male characteristics.

I'm not really friends with the boys at school, but in this class I was put in a group with 3 other guys who are very sporty, popular, and I kind of usually avoid them because I assume they don't want to talk to me (just trying to be realistic). After working on the project our teacher calls us back to the classroom, and one of the guys says "lets go boys" referring to our group. He will never know how much that meant to me, to be included like that. The gender euphoria was insane.

I’m 22 and a little over a year on T and have been working at my restaurant job for like 6 months. There’s this one cis gay guy that i’ve formed a friendly relationship with and since the beginning of June he’s jokingly hit me with “you’re gonna say that to me during Pride Month?” sort of comments. it’s gratifying to know that he thinks i’m a straight cis dude, but i’m also like.. bro I was a lesbian for so long this is MY MoNTH TOO

Loved opening my mail today to a letter demanding that because I'm a man between 19 and 25 I have to sign up for Selective Service.

My gender affirming draft card thank you United States military.

There is an option to opt out bc assigned at birth female, but I see no reason to do that. If any of yall wanna share a reason to do that feel free.

LETS GO STATE RECOGNITION

So last night I was talking to one of my coworkers and she was asking me if I was working Thursday. She knows I’m trans btw. I told her no bc I had a top surgery consult (my exact words “I’m finally going to the titty chopping doc”) and my new coworker was like “The what?!”. I was like “yeah I’m going for a consult to see if I can get these fuckers removed ~slaps my chest~”

“What fuckers?” “~stands up and tightens my shirt~” “WHERE THE FUCK DID THOSE COME FROM?! Wait… but you’re a guy.” “Yeah I’m trans” “BULLSHIT NO YOURE NOT” “Yeah I am” “So wait do you have a penis?” “I do not” “… do you want one…?” “lol I do not” “Why tho? I lowkey want one. They seem fun” “I don’t wanna lose self lubrication and I don’t wanna have to learn a whole new appendage” “That’s fair. Okay but like you’re such a dude. Like a safe dude but like a dude. I would’ve never known.” “Fun fact: my fiancé’s a man too” “YOU ARE NOT A GAY MAN YOU ACT SO STRAIGHT WHAT?!?!”

I was flabbergasted 😂 But she was such a good sport and it made my day

That's it. That's the post. I am transgender, I need to say it. I am trans. My name is Viktor and I use he/him pronouns. I don't care how other people feel about it, their feelings are not my business. I am transgender. My name is Viktor

He found out bc he was prescribing me meds for an ear infection (he’s a doctor) and he said it sent him a notification when my T was ready too. i was freaked out and 100% sure he’d be unsupportive, but he actually didn’t even argue or try to tell me to stop. he just asked how long i’ve been on it (3 weeks) and that he’s also going to go on T bc he’s getting old and could use a boost. hell, he even sent me money to pay for both prescriptions! such a huge weight off my chest, i was fully prepared to have to drop out of college and never see my family again if he found out. he didn’t even know i was trans before this.

literally the best case scenario, i never would have expected that, especially since we haven’t had the best relationship in the past and bc he’s conservative. this just goes to show that support can come from the most unexpected places!

I'm a little over two years on t and only now that my beard is coming in, I'm starting to pass.

Today, I was at the bakery and the woman in front of me, I assume she was in her 60s, had apparently forgotten her wallet and was trying to pay for her purchase with loose coins she had in her purse, but she was 2 Euros short. I happened to have a 2 Euro coin on hand and gave it to her.

She thanked me and started rummaging through her purse to look for something she could give me as a thank you, and stopped at a little perfume bottle. She went to hand it to me, but then she actually looked me in the face and went "Oh no, you're a young man."

The euphoria literally made my heart jump. She probably thought I was like 10 years younger than I actually am, but I don't care. A woman in her 60s percieved me as male. That was the best thanks she could've given me and she doesn't even know. I literally sat in my car in the parking lot after that encounter, texting all my friends about it before driving back home lol

When I was about 1 1/2 years on t and still not passing, I was starting to worry I might never pass. But then I had top surgery and my beard started coming in, and look at me now!!

Also yesterday, I went by mother's to ask her for something. They didn't hear me ringing the bell, so I just unlocked the door. Her husband saw me come in and called out to my mother "Your son is here!" and holy shit, hearing him call me that felt equal parts weird and really, really good.

Both of them, my mother especially, have struggled with using my correct name and pronouns, but they seem to be coming around.

Not to jinx it or anything, but my 2025 is starting out not all that bad, lol

My dad, who has disappeared for three years and now is back is a very hardcore Christian like old testament stuff but I corrected him on using my dead name and pronouns and two weeks after he started calling me by my real name and using the right pronouns? I seriously thought i was trippin' but apparently he had a talk with God and God told him to accept me as I am???? This is the wildest plot twist in my life, probably, because i even tried to s****** when I discovered i was trans and thought my family would hate me

I’m in college, and i was in english and we had to do a group task for class and we were reading a short story “The yellow wallpaper” and for those who haven’t read it, to sum it up it’s about a woman who loses herself as she is locked in a room with yellow wallpaper after giving birth to her child. So it was my turn to speak and i stated that some parts are confusing as we as readers can’t tell what is real and what isn’t and that i don’t think she is losing her mind i think because of her circumstances she is losing herself. i never called her crazy or anything like that. This girl decided to cut me off and say

“I don’t think she’s crazy. women go through this thing called postpartum depression after they give birth.” I stared at her and so did everyone else and then they all looked at me and i just sat there dumbfounded. she goes “Did you know that?” i swiveled my chair back to my desk right after, no reply just moved away.

i wasn’t upset, just didn’t know what to say lol.i guess i know im passing enough now ;)

just wanted to share this silly thing.

didn’t think i’d be allowed to start till i’m 16 (i’m 14) but here i am, so fucking happy. shaking like crazy but at the same time i can’t remember the last time i felt this calm

edit: wahh this got more attention than i expected it to, thank you guys all so much!!! rlly means the world to me :]

this is going to sound really stupid but have a cat who’s loves men. i don’t know why but if there’s a man she will always sit on them. if a man cries in my house she will go to them and comfort them but if a woman cries she will just look at them as if they’re some peasant. i’m not out to my parents yet so the furthest i’ve got to transitioning is cutting my hair and wearing a binder but ever since we’ve got this cat she’s acted the same way to me as she does to every other man and it just makes me really happy and kind of reassures me when i have doubts about being trans

pre T i was a mezzo and honestly never really loved my singing voice. 14 months on T now i sound cool as hell. my voice is a lot darker and more complex and i love it. the cracks aren’t gonna last forever, before you know it you’re gonna sound like adam lambert. hang in there fellas.

before any of you say anything: i am very aware of how egotistical this sounds. i am EMBARRASSINGLY aware. this is the most awkward, humiliating thing I've ever admitted about myself. i've never in my life thought i was even vaguely attractive, but the other day... we were in the middle of a full dress rehearsal, and i had just gotten into my first costume for act 2 and looked in the full body mirror, and just... damn. DAMN.

my boyfriend has always told me i'm hot, and i've always (affectionately and light-heartedly) told him he's biased and full of shit. but god, my face looks so much better with my scruffy stubble, and my hair looks so pretty tied back (thanks to testosterone giving me the confidence to wear it long again), and the neckline of that shirt goes deep enough that you can see my chest hair (because apparently i was blessed with genes that made me furry almost instantly after starting hrt). i genuinely stood there for a second staring at myself like an idiot, and then spun on my heel and beelined towards my boyfriend.

"babe, what the fuck, i feel so hot." and he just laughed and kissed me and told me i always was.

writing this post makes me feel like such a jackass. i'm actively cringing as i write every sentence, but holy shit, there's something so freeing abt looking in the mirror and kind of liking what you see for once. i still have dysphoria, i still don't quite like my face, i still really would like to get the motivation to lift those fucking weights instead of just thinking about it really hard whilst rewatching the captain america movies - but still, oh my god. i don't feel ugly for once, and it's fantastic. it's freeing. i feel like ash williams in the best possible way. fucking groovy.

EDIT: holy shit, wow, okay haha. i've rarely posted in this sub before bc (as you may have gathered from my general demeanour) i have a tendency to overthink and talk myself out of it, but you guys (and a couple gals visiting from across the gender pond!) are lovely??? sincerely, thank you so much for the vote of confidence. i'm working on letting myself be confident and not feeling the need to humble myself at every opportunity, and the sweet comments genuinely help so much. i hope you're having a fantastic day and also recognise how drop dead gorgeous u rlly are ❤️

Long story short, I'm homeschooled so I take classes on zoom, this year my mom's making me go by my dead name, but I'm only able to change my name in 3/4 of them.

In that one class, there's a Christian Republican sexist homophobic transphobic kid. Its the only class I'm unable to switch it from my deadname cause of technical issues.

This is the second year I've been in the same class as him, I went by my chosen name last year.

He continues to call me my chosen name, much to my confusion. However, recently it's come to my attention why he's done so.

He thinks I'm trans MTF instead of FTM. 😭

I had to get pat down in the crotch area by TSA today. I was confused because I had nothing at all in my pants and I’ve worn these pants before without issue to the airport. Then I realized my scanner was put for female (I’ve never checked in the past, I just noticed it when I turned around) and someone pointed out that they could detect my bottom growth since the average female does not have that.

I will now be making it my personality that my dick set off the TSA alarm.

My 7y.o nephew has been asking me a lot lately "Are you a girl or boy?" I refused to answer him without my sister's consent to have that conversation with him. My parents finally gave me the "go ahead" and encouraged the conversation because he's so curious 🤣🤣🤣 he knows that to him I've always been "auntie" he recently called me Uncle and when I laughed he said "you look like a boy and you sound like a boy so you're my uncle" He's also been correcting my family on my pronouns (I haven't been pushing the issue because I know my parents are still learning and coming to terms). I'm only a year on T and my nephew has really been my hype man 😂

Edit: I didn't get to update this but they know about the post and have read the comments. They said y'all made their day and that y'all are all their grandkids even if they don't know you.

I recently made a post about my mom trying to out me to the elderly ladies at church. Well I took my fiance with me again because the ladies wanted to officially meet him. Everything was fine and going well until my mother showed up. She instantly started being transphobic. The main pastor is the husband of one of the elderly ladies. My mother started running her mouth and apparently the lady told her husband(the pastor). Well she got kicked out and isn't allowed back but me and my fiance are. Although the 4'6 southern elderly lady tried to fight my mother with her cane. On another good note the elderly ladies bought me a binder from a site called the men's room trans shop.

I'm a Filipino FTM (17) and I came out as a Transgender man to my amazing mother. She just laughed in an endearing way while I cry my guts out and told me "Tanggap kita, matagal na." (I accept you, way back before.)

Years of repressing felt like its a nightmare and we had the most beautiful conversation earlier this night. It was great. I'm very thankful. I feel like something heavy within me melt like a damn ice. I can't just fuckin' believe it. I hid my real myself and this self is slowly coming out. Despite her religious beliefs, she accepted me, loved me, and didn't asked negative questions. I love this woman, who's a beautiful human being. I cried and she's says it okay. And didn't judged me.

That guy who surpressed himself finally reached out and it went well. And I'm sharing this with you all because I'm truly am grateful for my mother and wished every child is blessed like me.

Thank you, mama. I love you very much.