FREE CeCe trailer
I lost my shit, I think maybe someone is chopping onions near metears. i can’t wait to watch the whole thing.
THIS IS SO IMPORTANT.
IF YALL DONT SIGNAL BOOST THE FUCK OUT OF THIS.
Q:Will you be sure to let tumblr know when you change your name? I'm worried I'll run in to you and call you the wrong name, and I don't want to be "that guy" :)
of course! hopefully i should have one soon
as a trans* person
it should not be my obligation to educate cis people.
Darren Baptiste is a Professional App Developer from Canada and recently he decided to help bring awareness to the very serious issue of Police Brutality. The relationship between the police and the Black Community has never been good. The Police enforce laws of a system that aids the agenda of White supremacy and a country founded on racism and murder.Darren has experienced countless cases of Police Brutality in his lifetime and ever since the emergence of the internet anyone can see the atrocious cases of brutality on YouTube. Darren is wise enough to know that the Police cause a lot of the issues and use their badge, gun and law as protection when they brutalize people in the Black Community. A Black Person’s word means nothing against a Cops word in court.The “Cop Watch” app begins shooting automatically once it’s opened, and as soon as recording is stopped, instantly uploads to YouTube. At the same time, an email is sent to a community-based Network for the Elimination of Police Violence , with the videographer’s location and a URL for the video. This app provides evidence in the favor of our people to help combat a serious issue. Baptiste designed the app to feature the “Eye of Horus” as a symbol of protection. Salute to Darren for taking a stand against Police Brutality.Written By: @Champion_Us
This is amazing!
50 days until top surgery
Today is my official 5 year anniversary on testosterone. Thank you everyone for being so supportive of my journey in life so far, and as it continues, know that your support has been a huge part in who I have become today.
5 Years (a short essay)
When my mum told me that she would not financially support my transition from female to male, my sixteen-year-old self marched upstairs and sent a fist through my bedroom window. Everything felt life or death, and I honestly believed it was. Shattering that glass is not something I regret, but my immaturity, while natural for that age, is not something I am proud of. A few weeks later, I wrote a song that expressed my gender crisis, singing, “What part of ‘I need this to survive?’ do you not understand? It’s hard enough to say, ‘I am alive.’ How could you not understand?”
With a lot of therapy and wide open communication with my family and friends, my seventeen-year-old self got permission to begin taking testosterone six months shy of my eighteenth birthday. I was able to convince my family that I wanted to enter college as a stealth man, meaning that I would pass for a man and would not disclose or share my past as someone born with two X chromosomes. I did not know many trans* people in person at that time, and I imagined testosterone as a cure. As something to begin a new life with. As something that would, on its own, make me the person I wanted to be. As something that would make me the man I felt I was on the inside.
I am twenty-two now and proud to admit that I was wrong. Testosterone, while it helped, did not bring me happiness or masculinity or security or a new beginning. Testosterone gave me a chance to remove my body from the forefront of my mind. I began to speak louder with a voice I was comfortable with. I began to get acne and my sweat smelled nasty. Testosterone brought me large quantities of stomach hair, but none on my face, like I imagined, of course. It also prevented me from crying for a few years – physically, I simply could not. I could feel the pressure of tears building up many times, but my eyes became a dam. These days? I cry fairly frequently, happy tears, sad tears, whatever tears I need. I love it.
I began taking testosterone on January 21, 2009. Today, January 21, 2014 is my five year anniversary on this medication. 260 weekly shots have passed, 8 vials of testosterone have been gobbled up by my blood stream, and I still feel like my life is one continuous motion from the day I was born until today. Nothing new about it – the only thing that is new to me is that in this half-decade long physical journey, I have realized how invaluable the emotional and spiritual growth I have experienced since coming out as trans* when I was fifteen has been for me. Sure, the physical was exciting and I’ve documented my journey over YouTube the entire time, mostly about my changes on testosterone, my top surgery, and my terrifying experience with my hysterectomy. Some art, poetry, and emotions snuck in there, but for the majority of my vlogs, it was about the physical.
Now that I’ve had some time to reflect, I know the importance of my growth as a person, not just physically. When I was sixteen, I felt like I NEEDED testosterone in order to begin my “new life.” Today, I realize what I needed was to get my body off the forefront of my mind so that I could focus on my emotional growth. There was no new life around the corner, it was all just this one, beautiful journey. Both physically and spiritually, it has been incredible.
This video shows a lot of my journey, in a single-take voiceover train of thought as I watched it. It leaves out big important moments – coming out, bullying experiences, relationships because this video mainly focuses on my testosterone timeline, as well as some surgeries and milestones (such as graduating.)
I just wanted to clarify one thing with this 5 year reflection; it was a lot of hard work to get to where I am now, and testosterone only assisted me a fraction in that. Testosterone didn’t put muscles on this frame, pushing iron and running miles did. Testosterone didn’t put a permanent smile on my face – this past summer, in June of 2013, after years of struggling to find an inner happiness, I found myself standing on a cliff next to the ocean, my arms spread wide, feeling the wind on my back and smiling to myself as I realized I finally felt whole, at peace, and happy. That is what has made everything worth it – that moment that I bring with me every day. I would not change anything.
Thank you all, infinitely for your time. I will still be making videos, do not you worry! This is just a very special day for me :)
Eoah, this description, specially the bolded part speaks to me a lot
okay but seriously…
kaleb micah or miles alexander?