The Lonely Girl Diaries

My favorite books from when I was teenager were the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series. It was written by the late Douglas Adams, a British writer who's famous for his weird humour. The series contains a mix of sci-fi and the best of the British humour your could find somewhere. That was probably my introduction to other stuff such as Doctor Who and Monty Python, which I love a lot.

There are two main characters - Arthur Dent, who's just a guy human, and Ford Prefect, and odd fellow. If you hadn't read the book, stop here and go read at least the first chapter. Moving along, Ford saves Arthur from the demolition of the Earth to make way for a hyperspace bypass, just as Arthur was trying to stop his own, human house from being demolished.

Ford Prefect is an interesting character. He's odd, strange, excentric, no one knows he's an alien but everybody notices something off about him.

Imagine you're an alien. You need to figure out how to become human. You need to do your research. What is the best way to do research without making anyone suspicious that you're an alien. You're right: you read magazines or watch TV commercials and you understand how humans look like and behave.

You may have noticed that Ford has such a strange name, right? Well, because Ford Prefect is the name of a car. The whole thing about this character is that he's completely clockable as an alien: people pick up some oddities about him but they don't seem to notice exactly what.

The other day I was walking from my house to the bakery to grab some bread and coffee. I was wearing this strangely pretty dress. Ever since I got comfy with dresses and skirts I use them all the time. However, in order to reach the bakery I had to walk through the metro station. I started to realize that most women wore pants and more regular clothes. After I transitioned, I threw away all of my masculine type pants and the ones I bought after transition started wearing small in me. So I have just a few pairs of pants that I only use when it's cold. Most days I wear dresses, and I do have some fancy or weird dresses that I like to wear in my everyday life.

But I was noticing this and I was starting to realize how strange it is to wear dresses like those, everyday. It felt as if... I saw this on a girly magazine!

If an alien came to Earth and their referencial were girly magazines, they would disguise just like me.

If you are trans, you will be clocked. People will notice small details in your face or body or voice that will instantly ensure them that there's something odd about you. Some will instantly pick that you're trans. Some are okay with that, some are evil creatures who'll be transphobic just as they notice. Sometimes getting clocked is dangerous - you never know if your Uber driver is a nice person. Sometimes it loads us with dysphoria - like when I have to talk to someone on the telephone and my voice is low.

However, when you start to accept the fact that you'll be clocked sometimes, and that sometimes it's just okay to be clocked, you start to notice the beauty of being visibly trans.

Some people don't want to be clocked at all. That is fine. The only big problem is doing a lot of surgeries and believing you're not trans anymore because of that. Because, you know what: people will notice! They always do. If you ever want to undergo surgery, be aware that the results won't turn you cis. I underwent SRS, I know the result, it's not exactly there, but it's pretty.

Whenever I can, if it's not dangerous to me, I let people know I'm trans. Why? Because being trans is awesome, even with so much transphobia in the world. I'm being me, and I'm having fun.

I love karaoke, and even though I used to have voice dysphoria for a long time, I realized that my voice sounded just right and that I can modulate it the way that I want - if I'm on a stranger's car, my voice will sound totally femme, but if I'm singing Bowie in front of an audience I don't care if I bring up my strong and bold, more masculine voice.

All of the visibly trans boys and girls I know are so pretty. Especially the girls, who I know a lot more since I'm closer to the community. I can see they usually wear femme clothes which are kind of different from what cis women would wear, and their voice is often androgynous (and voice usually matches what you see, so if you see a more feminine person you'll probably catch their voice as femme even if they never attempted a feminine voice). Their facial features often show signs that they were assigned male at birth, but that's what make them unique.

So, whenever dysphoria is talking out loud, maybe read this post again. Try to accept that you'll never be cis, and that is totally fine. Why would you want to be cis, after all? Don't try hard - be yourself. Wear the clothes you find comfortable and that express how you feel. Use your voice however you like it to be used. Don't focus on small details in your body, or maybe try to focus more positively on those.

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