Jocelyn's Transgal FAQ
Jocelyn's Transgal FAQ
A little while back, a good friend and watcher (and fellow transgirl), sent me a bunch of questions via Note, asking about my experiences, feelings and advice on certain trans-related things. She said she got a lot out of my answers, so I decided I wanted to post this and share it with other transgirls that might also potentially be able to gain something from this - especially those that are still pre-transition. I have, after all, spent a pretty long time in that agonizing pre-transition stage. Far longer than I wanted.
So I asked her permission to post this and here it is. Some questions have been removed from the original list 'cause my answers were either exceptionally personal or redundant. I also added a couple that different people had asked me shortly after doing this. If there are further questions - from anyone - I am not against editing this and adding more (it's already pretty long; what's more questions at
mirrorI look in the mirrormirror2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
And a strange guy looks right back
I need to change that
I Am A GirlI am a boy. I feel this way and grew up as one. But you aren't so much like a boy. Plus, I know you want to be more feminine. No! I don't want to be a girl, they'll make fun of me, and I don't want to be different.I Am A Girl3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I've been a boy all my life. My best friends have been guys, I've enjoyed boy stuff, and even my parents said I didn't want to be a girl. Then why are you so feminine? Why is it that you dream of being a girl sometimes? I ignore it because I don't want to be so different; I have to be a boy, that's what people expect me to be. Listen; you'll feel so much better as a girl, I know it. No! Leave me alone! You're nothing, just offset emotions.
I want out, I really do. You know I'm growing day by day. That doesn't mean you can come out and play. But one of these days I'll be out and you'll be happier. I can't, I have to be a boy. You don't have to be. Other people feel like this. But I am not one of them....am I?
Wait, what are you doing?
Why Transgenders have it roughOk so this is a thing that has me by the neck and i really wanted to speak out about it. Within the L (lesbian), G (gay), B (bisexual or pansexual),or T (transgender)the very last letter has for the longest time been unrepresented. I do not put this in any way of insulting the Gay-Straight alliances that occupy a lot of United States school campuses and other countries like United Kingdom and Germany and Thailand. To a degree these places give rights and accept them enough for anyone in those categories per say to live as normal a life as possible.Why Transgenders have it rough3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
But here is the thing that a lot of people tend to over look because to some of the world it is even more unacceptable then being gay. People that are Transgender have a very hard time even living a normal life because all their childhood or longer, they have had to hide their true selves because they would be seen as freaks. For this article i will show you the side of the woman born as a man.
A mother is carrying a child and to the doctors
Each morning in my world.-FTMThe light burning from the light piercing the protective lid covering my eye proves it's morning. Though I don't recall sleeping or dreaming. This isn't uncommon. I lay down at some point the previous night and what seems like moments later I'm stumbling from my bed and searching for my discarded pants.Each morning in my world.-FTM3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I don't look down. Not ever first thing in the morning. As long as I keep my head up, eyes angled high enough to keep from viewing my chest, it's almost as if they're not there. And this soothes me for the moments before I find my binder. The fabric is made to stretch though it does little of that. It compresses my chest, pushing in my rib cage and air from my lungs. The pains start almost immediately. I don't know what it causing them, I expect ribs pressing on organs. It makes me smaller, almost fragile looking but my chest is flat now and I can look down without fear.
I smile. It wasn't long ago that this wouldn't have happened. A smile at looking at my own body. It just didn't. I wa