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I know this feeling well, she is at least passable, imagine the same thing only being six feet two and 280 pounds. (science can only do so much) I used to dream of visiting Japan (and wouldn’t that be a 24/7 circus parade for me?) Now I don’t even dare go to Disney World……………..
I have a friend who’s trans that’s going through a lot of shit right now, mostly from his parents, who don’t believe trans people exist. For years people have been telling him to kill himself. He’s already attempted once. I love him and support him and have been trying to help him, but there are so many people who hate him (including himself) in his life that I don’t know if he believes me. I don’t know what to do. I feel helpless and I’m certain that if something happens, whatever I do won’t make any difference.
Dear Miss Society is going to kill him.