I killed him, he was a fake, he always was and I put him in the grave for it as should be I’m not a man and I never was and got through the gaslight, pretty powerful stuff honestly, thoughts ? Hope it doesn’t sound too much like boomerhon rambling
Obviously being trans complicates things a fuck ton and I’ll never be truly normal even if I end up passing but still
I didn’t fully kill him, he sometimes comes back but he’s mostly just confused and happy for me
Interesting, that’s a cute way to put it, reminds me of that one drawing with the girl hugging her child self when he says “I’m gonna be so pretty”
yeah… it’s very weird. I don’t think it’s a male part of me per se, but more like a part of me frozen in time from when i thought i was a guy, if that makes sense.


