Yimpa

Buffalo wings are a great protein source

Stick around for parts 2 and 3

The lion biting the buffalo’s ass is LOVE!

Starting to appreciate the complexity of a system, rather than fighting against it

Transitioning is the process of killing the self that was never mine to begin with. There’s a violence in it, yes, but it’s the violence of truth against illusion, of authenticity dismantling the carefully constructed lie I was taught to inhabit. Every moment of allowing my truth to exist is an act of destruction and creation happening simultaneously. What dies was already dead. What emerges was always alive, just suffocating. The grief isn’t for who I’m losing. It’s for the years spent wearing a skin that never fit; for the child who learned to disappear themselves to make others comfortable. This death is mercy. This death is finally putting down a burden I never chose to carry. The reflection isn’t someone new - they’re someone who was always here, waiting for permission to exist. There’s a freedom in letting go that feels like falling and flying at once. No more performing for people who were never going to see me fully anyway. No more contorting into shapes that society claimed were “mine” but felt like cages built from other people’s fears and certainties. What remains when the false self dies isn’t absence - it’s presence. Raw, mysterious, gloriously mine.

Yaaas ^.^ I am also exploring new styles. Have you considered thrifting?

Just sent a shirtless photo to Mom and she said I’m beautiful. And that she likes my hair. What timeline is this?! I love it!

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Talking philosophical to AI is enough for me.

Sweet toe

The only one standing in my way is myself. I’ve overcome my worst villains and I will continue to do so until my death. I am a villian not to be toyed with 😼

My body and mind feel a lot more fluid and dream like when I am in a hyper meditative state. My identity also expands. Love expands! Selflessness radiates 🦋 Even pain gets recontextualized. It’s no longer my body and mind is suffering, rather, suffering itself is being touched by Love.

This is a dream right now, just become conscious of it. I should write a whole book about it now 😂

Never again. Nearly ended my life. Beans saved me

@SamC Well said

Your direct experience is infinite creativity. Every art, every word, every feeling… ALL of it. There’s nothing else to do but to be fully present and in love with your Absolute Boundless Beauty ✨🖤

Saying yes to Consciousness and no to ignorance. Such an obvious choiceless choice. Love accepts all, unconditionally.

Riding the waves by doing absolutely nothing at all together Allowing myself to rest while the rest of the world operates. I deserve the break :))

God is imagining all humans and you are God imagining all humans.

Love the parts of yourself that are hurting.

Screaming and arguing makes our PTSD worse. Let’s commit to communicating in less destructive ways.

I don’t trip for me. I trip for Truth. ✨💯 Increasing awareness expands consciousness and Love 💗 And mutual respect for ourselves and for each other.

Being openly trans in 2025 is basically playing on Legendary difficulty. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I was born to challenge humanity’s paradigms. Medical professionals told my mother I wasn’t supposed to be born, yet here I am. I disproved professionals and will continue to over and over again.