2017. a few months post top surgery, living alone on a wretched porch in Indiana
2025. a few months post second baby, living in the greatest city in the world with my family
My life has changed so much since detransitioning
when I was like 10 my dad used to drive me to different chess competitions in nearby towns and it would be all middle aged and old men except me. And I would lose every single game
a few days ago I was on the bus and a woman was watching tiktoks full volume and then a large family came on and was talking with each other in lively voices and she started glaring at them and saying βugh. Hmmphβ as if they were really ruining the bus ride with all the racket
My name is Grace and I detransitioned. On the left: me shortly after top surgery, 2017. This was the darkest time in my life. On the right: me recently. Life goes on, life gets better. #DetransAwarenessDay
The "buy vs rent" debate is peppered with comments being like "My parents bought a brownstone for $30,000 in 1970 and now it's worth a million, there's no way they should have invested instead" and then you look it up and it would have grown to 9 million dollars in the S&P 500
when i first detransitioned, i was sure i had ruined my life. it was a scary, bleak feeling that i thought would never end. so i bought yarn for this blanket and told myself "finish this blanket first, then see how you feel"
If your baby sleeps well itβs not hard to have a baby. But if your baby doesnβt sleep well it is very very very very very very very hard. People with sleepy babies and non sleepy babies are not understanding each others realities here
I got hormones after a 10-minute assessment. I got a top surgery letter after a few hours of therapy. I take responsibility for my choices, but I was unwell when I made them. I'll always wish that my healthcare providers had helped me instead of enabling my self harm
I had gender dysphoria.
Accordingly to myself, and my gender clinic - who quickly diagnosed me with it. And treated me with cross-sex hormones and surgery.
I regret it.
I exist.
You just ignored my other issues. I'll never forgive you.
Iβm beginning to have a little pet peeve of people discussing how difficult profound autism is and having someone chime in and say βwell Iβm autistic and I have a PhD and a wife and a thriving Etsy shopβ thatβs not profound autism
wow I can't believe what kind of healing is possible with time. you can totally almost ruin your life in your early 20s and then be 30 years old in a completely new world. i'm teaching my baby how to draw with crayons today. life is long, scars fade, second chances arise