Transitive Properties

Sorry for the wait! I’ve been hard at work over on my other Tumblr writing and drawing another comic called White Noise, which I hope y’all will check out when it starts up in August. :D

Also—holy shit, three hundred followers! Thanks everyone!

Bonus:

I was dressed up for an event and got this from a guy I know. He doesn’t know I’m trans*, but he made a big enough show of telling everyone around me how I was a girl dressed up as Harry Potter that I stabbed him with my wand had to use the basilisk stare.

_{[A flyer for the Zebra Coalition Youth Transgender Support Group. It reads:
The Zebra Coalition is pleased to announce the start of a new youth transgender support group.
This licensed counselor led support group will address important issues facing today’s transgender youth, ages 13-24. Topics to be discussed will include; coming out to yourself and family, legal rights, employment, education, medical treatment, internet safety and much more. We will also feature a monthly guest speaker to give professional and personal insight into real-life situations. Please come and join us and share your thoughts, stories or feelings or simply observe the group until you are comfortable enough to share.
Wednesday July 20, 2010
6:30-7:30 PM
Zebra House
115 East Marks St, Orlando, FL 32803
877-90-ZEBRA or info@zebrayouth.org]}

Sorry for the lack of comics lately. I’ve been focused on other creative endeavors, though I have a couple of comics brewing to put here.

This was brought to my attention by my LGBTQ organization’s advisor. I thought I’d share it here for any local trans*folk, in case you need it. Check out the Zebra Coalition’s website for more info!

_{[Two people sitting on either side of a set of scales. The lower one on the left is dressed in blue; the other is in red.
Right: “I can afford to put $50 towards surgery this month!”
Left: “For now you can. And it’ll still take years to save enough.”
Right: (now slightly lower than the left scale) “I’m doing the best I can. You’re a dick.”
Left: “No, I’m a realist. Do better.”
Right: “…I’ll get there. Eventually.”
Left: “Not fast enough.”]}

Sorry it’s been so long…I just haven’t had much time, or anything to say, for that matter.

I think it’s pretty normal to swing between extreme positives and negatives when it comes to being trans*. Or anything, for that matter. Gah.

Halfway through assembling this I realized I actually probably can’t spare that fifty bucks come fall. So uh. The punchline!

PFLAG wrote back to say that they don’t have any regulars who’re parents of trans* kids, but that they’d love to have me as a member. It was worth a shot.

I do love my parents but I think the farther I get in transition, the bigger the distance between us’ll get. Once I would’ve tortured myself over what to do about that, but now I’ve decided that if they can’t support me, all right. I’ll do this thing on my own, no problem.

I’m just still holding out on the hopes that they’ll come round. And they probably will. Maybe.

_{[A drawing of a short transman in a pair of cargo shorts, a t-shirt, and badly-drawn flip flops. He stands in profile, smiling slightly. The caption reads ‘Wore shorts for the first time in a year.’]}

Just putting this here as a reminder. (People following my other tumblr already saw me banging on about this.) I bought a pair of cargo shorts last year when I was first coming out to myself; they’re the comfiest damn things. I’m notorious for wearing long jeans even in the dead of summer, but when you wear so many layers to bind, something has to give. I’ve just been a little self conscious; I’m actually pretty fond of my furry legs, but in public I’m wary. Or paranoid. Probably paranoid.

But today I kept score at a volleyball tournament with Orlando’s Pride organization. Everyone was friendly and I got no funny looks. That’s as much as I wanted. :D

_{Also hello, all you new people! Uh! Thanks for following!}

EDIT: Almost forgot! You guys—this is my friend Samm and he’s amazing. You should buy music from him. I swear I’m not going to hawk wares to you guys all the time, but Samm could use some help right now money-wise so if you could check out his music, that’d be awesome. :D

Look I’m all for education but it’s just a little difficult to keep your cool when your hackles are constantly up over this kinda thing.

It makes sense that you could do this on accident, but it hadn’t ever occurred to me before. I’m not entirely sure what I want to do about testosterone—there are changes I want, of course, and changes I don’t. One I really don’t want is having to inject for the rest of my life. I don’t have a problem with needles, per se…just, knowing me, I’ll be sticking myself in the nerves a lot. :c

(The patch is a pretty attractive option, but of course it’s generally more expensive…)

In other news! I’d like to say hello to all my new followers here! I’m glad to have you guys along!

Some of you submitted questions, which I will be tackling in a post just after this. I’m not sure how I want to set up questions on this Tumblr (I wasn’t expecting to get any, haha) but for now if any of you would like, leave me a question on my main Tumblr! At least until I get this one more organized. :D

It’s true!

No hangovers this week, though, haha. The upcoming end of the semester means that all of our final projects are coming up on their deadlines, so I’m simultaneously trying to build a dinosaur skeleton out of clay and edit together a movie about how Inspiration is a jerk.

Also hello new followers! Thanks for adding me. :D

Things that make me dysphoric (sometimes):

I’m kind of a sleeper with triggers; something will happen, but it won’t be until much later that it creeps up on me again. And even then my first reaction is usually some form of fury, either at the fact that I’m letting this bother me or at the fact that the trigger happened in the first place.

I had a different, happier comic drawn up, but this one was especially topical this past week. I think I’m clear most of it right now, though.

Oh, and I guess I should just move the update schedule to Monday/Tuesdays, since that seems to be the time I can finally get the new stuff done. Sorry!