[ID: two screenshots of a reddit post on r/offmychest by user awaythrowjessie, titled âMy girlfriend made me realize Iâd be happier as a womanâ. it reads as follows:
I am 33, born male, and have had major self image issues my entire life. I hated seeing myself in mirrors, pictures, you name it. I honestly thought it was kinda normal so I just accepted it.
Now about 3 weeks ago I was at my girlfriends house, we have been dating a little over a year now, and have plans to move in together soon. Now recently she has shaved her head to support of her friends with cancer (side note thenl treatments for that friend are going very well). She had since bought some wigs to wear while her hair grows back out. We were joking around as I have male pattern baldness, and when she went to the bathroom I jokingly threw a wig on and waited. She came our, saw me we laughed for a bit and she said âyou know I think youâd make a pretty girlâ we laughed some more but those words triggered something in me.
Cut to a few nightâs ago she asked why Iâve been acting weird lately and I just told her how i was feeling. She said âalright letâs do this â and when I asked what she told me she was going to give me a bit of a makeover and put me in one of her dresses and if i liked it then good. I was nervous and asked what if I did like it would she still be attracted to me. She just responded with âBaby you know Iâm bi, guy or girl youâre still mine.â Her words reassured me honestly i love her so much.
Anyways she finished the make up, fitted a wig on me perfectly and got me in a dress and even helped me put a bra on and stuff in a little so i could see what breasts would kinda look like on me. Now I expected to see myself in the mirror, laugh this off and move on right, but I didnât. She did an unbelievable job, like I looked like I had been born a woman, and when I saw myself in the mirror for the first time in my entire life, I liked what I saw. I probably stared at myself for a good 10 minutes before she finally asked me something. She asked what I wanted to be called. After a few seconds I said Jessie, I always like the name Jessie. She whispered in my ear âwell Jessie, you look beautiful.â And that was it, I knew this was who i wanted to be.
Iâm nervous now though, my friends will accept it but my family are, well letâs just say not very progressive. But this is what I want.
[ID: A screenshot of a Reddit post from r/offmychest by user awaythrowjessie, titled âI went out as Jessie for the first time and I was honestly surprisedâ. The screenshot reads:
Hello everyone, this is an official follow up to my previous post that went viral and caught me off guard.
So me and my girlfriend, (Who has officially agreed to disclose her name lol) Emily, had gone shopping for me to get me outfits and the like. Earlier today i put on one of those outfits and officially faced the world as Jessie for the first time.
To say I was nervous would be an understatement. We went to our local mall and I was almost shaking, thankfully Emily calmed me down and said if anyone said anything mean to me sheâd handle it, then playfully threw up her hands like a boxer lol. We stepped inside and started walking around going in stores and I noticed something, no one was staring. Like at all. I live in an area that still has issues with LGBTQ people so I was afraid of staring or aggressive people. But none of that happened. People greeted me, the store workers were kind and nobody looked at me like I was weird. I felt comfortable, and Emily even said she saw someone check me put, though i doubt that.
This was unbelievable to me and honestly I felt like myself. I feels nice that I can go out without worrying about Judging eyes.
To all the supporters of my previous post thank you, you have made me happy. Ill keep this account going to let you join me in my journey and once Iâm confident enough Iâll post up some pics of me and Emily too :)
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Iâd much rather people reblogged this version of the post than any other at this time btw
Honestly crying right now. Wherever Jessie and Emily are at this moment, I hope theyâre doing well.
This is so similar to my wifeâs story Iâm smiling and crying at the same time. I love it every time someone realizes they can live as their authentic self.
Asks are open and anon is on. Please submit your own stories to be judged by the court of tumblr! Each story will come with a poll, judgements are as follows:
YTA=You’re the asshole NTA=Not the asshole NAH=No assholes here: everyone is some level of justified ESH=Everyone sucks here: you’re all assholes INFO=Not enough information to judge
Oh hell yeah I can’t wait for the discourse
oh boy i hope this will be a space to civilly discuss disagreements and not a place to lie for fun (lying)
i saw a man at work the other day wearing a shirt that said âi was normal 2 pomeranians agoâ with pictures of his pomeranians on it. important to note he had his pomeranians in his cart
artists rendition (i forgot to add the poms on his shirt but you get the gist)
Every time someone makes an artistâs rendition of a weird little guy they saw in public instead of recording them without consent, an angel gets itâs wings.
If you are neurodivergent (including all psychological conditions, neurological conditions, and developmental conditions) I have a question for you and pls elaborate in the tags if you feel comfortable
How do you feel about the words “neurospicy” and “neurosparkly”?
