u/DepressedScrunko

I'm not asking for much, okay. Just picture it. We agree to meet at an olive garden. You see me looking like a fish out of water while checking my phone outside, hoping I didn't get the wrong address. Once at a table, our pleasantries somehow end up on the topic of childhood injuries which totally squigs out the waiter. Think, you could even order a second basket of breadsticks even though there is still one left just to take home! Then after a limp argument of who pays the bill (we split it), I say goodnight, but we awkwardly hug instead of kiss cause my clueless lesbian ass totally miss that hint you dropped. Doesn't that sound romantic?

Okay, maybe there is a reason I'm single.

Me: -31 year old trans fem. 5'3", slim with maybe a B cup 😭 (working on it) -Shy introvert with adhd and a large heart (metaphorically speaking) -Massive nerd who enjoys Pc gaming and owns a Switch 2

• But I work out and watch football so not like a complete dork. -Loves fantasy novels. Trying to write one -Crafty, can fix stuff, and enjoys wood working -Can cook chicken -Not a drinker or a smoker. You could drag me to a bar, but I would order an overpriced soda.

You -Girl. Pretty Girl. -Around my age and hopefully able to actually meet in person if we hit it off. -Not a republican twat! A nice person please!

• Have some nerdy interests! You can convince me to watch your favorite anime or that obscure swedish arthouse film you're obsessed with.
• Like cuddles. Even during obscure swedish arthouse films.

I probably should not use my main account, but c'est la vie. You can look over my embarrassing post history. There are a couple selfies in there too. I can provide further photo evidence upon request.

Y'all were not kidding about this. It feels like my emotions have been reverted back to that of a high school girl. I always been a crier and honestly estrogen did not really hit me too hard with the whole overally emotional thing. Sure, there were a few times I lost it (reading a saphic teenage romance novel maybe wasn't a good idea😭), but nothing really too out of character.

Started prog a few weeks ago and its been a roller coaster. First few days I insisted that nothing had changed. And lo and behold I have been bawling my eyes out over my inability to find love for the last three days! Like damn, prog's got hands. Also my breasts constantly hurt :P

I saw her walking around the store in a dress and heels with just so much swagger! Then she was at the register as I brought up the dumbest combination of items: socks, bbq sauce, and nail polish. We agreed it was the perfect trifecta of items a girl needs. Real gracefully, I bid her a nice day, complimented her dress, and walked into a display in my hasty retreat :3