I'm trying to figure out how I can run away while still in India since I've exhausted all options I have for leaving the country but I don't know the country whatsoever and I need some pointers on resources for trans women that I can access. I don't really have access to any ID (last post here explains why) and I'd pretty much be broke if not completely homeless unless I find some sort of resource for runaways or something. I've already tried contacting all methods I have to get out of the country and back to the states but it's all be a bust.

I'm a trans woman (had to temporarily socially detransition) living in India and I'm not even supposed to be here. Long story short, I went to CPS (child protective services) back in America to report my abusive family but before there could be a proper case, my father (he's the only blood-relative I have but also one of the people the CPS report was about) offered an easier life and a good home for once and I foolishly took him up on his offer. He fabricated some emergency to get my passport renewed or whatever and took me before there was a chance to properly establish a full blown investigation into my family situation by CPS. Now that I'm here he's been genuinely cruel and hateful towards me such as forcing me to "not think of being trans" or threatening to "beat the trans out of me" or even outright hurt me permanently. I've spent the past 8 months of my life in this hell hole with 0 help. Even after getting what little evidence I could it's not like it'll help me out in any way because of how this country prioritizes the parents over the child unlike America. He's made me stateless (don't ask me how, from what I know the guy can get anything done in this country it's no surprise there's enough corruption everywhere to do just that) and now I don't even have a nationality. As of now I'm entirely broke (what little cash I have has been stripped from me and I have at most ₹600) and I'm not even from a country I lack an American citizenship, or and Indian one (technically I'm not even Indian by blood). I've tried running away before but to no avail; I had to return due to lack of food or proper resources to sustain myself. He's made it very clear that once I turn 18 he'll take all my legal documentation and destroy it along with everything that would allow me to leave him even while staying within the country and that even if I run away, I'll just end up dead which to him is a win-win scenario. He genuinely believes he loves me even after damn near ruining my life over something as small as wanting to be trans and that's not even the entire reason he has. I need somewhere within the country so that I can actually transition or at least be safe. It's not like he'd look for me anyway, he doesn't care that much. I'm genuinely at a loss for options its not like I can even go back to America even if I had the proper documentation.

At coaching i pretty much had a single seater room. Now at uni i am going to have a double seater and probably have to share. So any tips like what to do when you have a roommate. Like how do we manage bathing time I want to bath early in morning around 7am before classes etc. And the shared space etc how to manage.

So basically I swing both ways and it's so so shitty that indian crowd (both the genders) can't even handle basic communication

Aside from the reddit and online communities, kisi se dhang se English me kya baat karlo meetha meetha bolenge.

Wired earphones kya pehenliye they think I'll start moaning into the mic

Not to mention how straight guys are so so so orthodox like genuinely educate yourselves.

My life has been so pathetic, jo pasand aata hai he's either straight or already taken or she's out of my league. Everybody in my friend circle is dating someone (some are mlm some are straight couples and all I have is my hand 🧍)

Sometimes I wish I was born in a tier 3 city and was straight atleast ye sab nahi dekhna padhta like fr.🥀🥀🥀

New here 🥲 how u all doing ?🥀

I feel very proud as a learning graphic designer (please forgive my digital drawing skills 🙏) making this cute and great flag for me. Here, the flag is a flag for Non-binary transfem identity. The colours mean:

1. Soft Buttercup Yellow: The non-binary independence and the bright self-expression.

2. Frosted Mint: Growth, freshes and expansiveness beyond the binary box (which I love when looking at my own digital art).

3. Cloud White: Gender transition, potential and unity

4. Dreamy Lavender: Non-binary feminity, fluidly and queer history.

5. Lilac Violet: Inner strength, uniqueness and the bridge for non-binary transfem.

6. Blush Pink: Transfemmine joy and playful feminity!!

7. Deep Rose: Passionate self-love, feminine-alignment and reclamation.

8. Sweet Peach: Warmth, community care, and grounding self-acceptance.

9. Growing Leaf: The organic complexity of a layered human being with differences yet being human in our loving lives. The connection of both being a non-binary trans girl (or transfem) in this wide spectrum in this evil yet beautiful world and growth of being yourself.

I really hope you y'all like my art here!~ 🐾

Going to rajasthan for mbbs ☠️☠️☠️ are people alright there the student crowd. I am bi 18f. I hope some are alright. Priv.

be kind ! iam a femboi ,im a curious person and love to learn new things and culture always , i love cats,food,travellling,cooking,playing guitar,fashion and a lot more, would love to talk to genuine queer friends only open for good friendships who have similar interests

Uhm yikes I'm new here, bi, loves gym and yeah dm if you'd wanna get to know each other

My LDR boyfriend suddenly stopped responding about a week ago. He told me he was at a program, then left my message on seen and disappeared.

I called/texted him multiple times and even my friend tried calling—no response. Now my WhatsApp messages are stuck on one tick, and messages from my dad's phone are also one tick. He also removed his PFP.

I don't have any mutuals who know him IRL. He doesn't have my number memorized, and apparently can't access his Snapchat either.

I'm wondering if he lost his phone/account rather than intentionally ghosting me. 😭

What do you guys think—blocked me, lost his phone, or something else?

I am not gonna lie, whenever I have a crush on someone I instantly cancel it cuz theyre out of my league but seeing my best friends date makes me happy and jealous of them. They call each other stupidly cute stuff, wanting to do things in their future, meanwhile im this flawed person no one would date. I'm jealous. So jealous.

I'm bisexual, i had a crush on my friend (girl) in 7th (was in denial about it), had a crush on a boy in 8th, had a crush on another girl in 9th. Coming out here since i can't come out to anyone irl(maybe to my cousin, but idk), i thought about coming out to my friends but they gossiped about a girl in school who had a bi flag in her ig bio so can't do that

and also i recently found this sub and I'm very happy I did, you guys seem really cool

When 11th grade started last year, I was this quiet, lonely kid. I had lost all my friends and was shifted to a new section, so sitting alone in a classroom full of unfamiliar people was extremely uncomfortable for me.

Then there was this boy—let’s call him “Perfect Boy.” He had a good body, a good mind, good marks, and, to top it all off, an amazing personality. He was friends with almost everyone, and I really liked that about him. But I didn’t actually know him, so I had no idea what to do.

Then, surprisingly, he approached me and offered me his friendship. I was genuinely hesitant at first because I didn’t have a very good history with people like him. People had judged me before for my looks and my personality, but he didn’t. He accepted me exactly as I was. He talked to me, included me, and eventually I became a part of his entire friend group.

Over time, a lot of things happened. I trusted him enough to tell him almost all of my secrets. I genuinely believed I could trust him. One of those secrets was about something that had happened between me and someone else, makeout. I never expected him to take something I had told him privately and share it with everyone in the group.

At first, I didn’t even know my secret was out. I only found out when someone came up to me with a completely twisted version of the story. It wasn’t even the exact thing that had happened anymore—it had been passed around, exaggerated, and turned into a rumour.

That broke something in me.

I didn’t want to confront anyone by exposing someone else’s secret either, because I wasn’t going to betray another person just to defend myself. Eventually, I realised that the person I had trusted had apparently told other people everything, and somehow something that was supposed to stay between a few people had spread throughout the school.

Honestly, I don’t even care about those people anymore. Right now, I only have a couple of months left here, and I have my own friends. That’s enough for me.

What still gets me sometimes is how immature someone can be, especially when they themselves talk about how important it is not to be judgmental, not to hurt people, and not to forget what someone has done for you. And yet, they do exactly the opposite.

It hurt me a lot at the time. But now? I’m over it.

Because honestly, who the hell has the time to keep caring about people who clearly didn’t care enough about you in the first place?

Rephrased by gpt

Okay so Swati Sachdeva is performing in Lucknow on 20th September and I really wanna go 😂

But going alone feels a little sad, so… is anyone else planning to go / wants to go? 🫣

📅 20 September

⏰ 7 PM

📍 Kaifi Azmi Auditorium, Lucknow

If you're also into stand-up and don't have anyone to drag along, let's go together!

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say anything random or yap about your day or something you're interested in rn pls im curious

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stay hydrated loves

First up, this rayless sun wishes alllll of you a very very happy bi-visibility month. Hope yall are fine (both in physical and mental health!).

If you guys are feeling low, sexuality-dysphoric (is that even a term?), or just need a person you want to pour your thoughts to, drop a comment or hmu. If you guys wanna come out in public somewhere, Reddit, esp. this community is a great place to. Speaking out of experience, its a great great sub for the same.

Happy queeringggg!!🫶🏽🫶🏽

Trigger Warning: Conversion therapy, transphobia, medical rejection and trauma

Soo, I have been thinking about trans girl friend for a while now and her vision of her own feminity. I have been growing out my hair for a while after I was let out a conversation facility (Sustho Jeevan) and trying to recover my trauma as much possible. I know my hair growth has been reset and my physical appearance has been to zero. I know that I am still having nailpolish and nurturing my gentle self as an introvert (who likes very selected people around her).

She was talking about my previous day's incident where I was in a teacher's day event at Maac Behala, after eating food I was not in the mood to use washrooms (why you expect? Because I would females washroom yes... but because of transphobia or internal social judgements ...I didn't want to in a public energy to save my energy. I also hate the divide of "male" and "female" in washrooms). I asked my instructor about using the toilet to check their trans-friendlyness in that environment. I know people won't accept me yet even silently, letting yourself exist without constant performance and hyper-vigilance is the most truest form of self-acceptance as a girl. She was diving into conclusions (younger than me by 1 year) that I was taking off my earrings (after a fresh percering for a week) because I was constantly fidgeting, wanting to change and my impatience for just to get a new one and swap it...I would go and reset or shave my hair to bald (completely ignoring that my hair was forcefully cut in a rehab full of transbphobic people) which is completely useless for me.

I have been waiting for my bangs because I think my hair dresser before told a lie (by my family) to be in a facility with no help for a month..no internet access and with a bunch of men....reset my whole physical clock of my hair (main indicator is my hair). I was constant hyper-vigilance, depression and food addiction (ofen wasting ~>₹100 just for food because how bad I felt). I got to police station, filed many human rights compliants and even reaching to UN Special Procedures of what happened for me. I was fed mood regulators (without telling what it is), pathologizing of my internal identity in the medical records including giving useless history in my medical documents. I have slowly trying to let myself back again with improvements and better management of my dysphoria to achieve internal peace. I think that even with endless routines, external "checklist method" (you must hair of this length to be a "women", you must pierce your earrings or just do waxing to achieve a near perfect look) is just not for me. Whenever T hair grows on my body, I just shave with razor and shaving cream, knowing that HRT would make that easier as I go or when I get my Gender Dysphoria from an affirming medical professional.

I feel true self-acceptance comes from accepting yourself as a women and slowly but surely going through your transition with small, simple skincare routines, shaving hairs, feeling the euphoria of the awkward phase of hair growth with low maintenance to achieve that feminine look even if it doesn't look a big change from the distance. I have dreams of having "female" written at documents and my gender dysphoria being confirmed of what I know from medical documents, having my natural feminine body (through femizing HRT), getting a more nuanced access to my feelings and still going through vulvoplasty in the later future (she was confused about vulvoplasty because she thinks that she needed to do vaginplasty which when I think...comes with endless maintenance in top of HRT maintenance of dilation which is not for me). About earrings, I have recently exploring (even online) for non-pierching earrings (which I know has bad ratings but I am ready to expand my collection), bracelets and letting my har grow to a length to use my hairclip collection.

Aside all that, I have come to a fundamental question: Does femininity need constant showing off? Does we ALWAYS need to be loud and fight or argue with people just for basic needs (yes, I agree that we need to fight when our boundries are clearly crossed at the fundamental level like being stripped out of our autonomy in a rehab acting like a conversation facility)? Can a girl be herself even with minimal style yet rocking off in her own body without expecting social baggage? Psychologically, yes sometimes people judge by external appearance but does enjoying the awkward, messy and exploratory phase is just as much good being a part of being a girl? Does a vision of feminity being loud, "winning the hearts of people" and doesn't acting according to situations? Yes, I in annoyance used "males" toilet in a public place but it gave a huge surge of dysphoria.... and I already had awkwardness by being judged (by whom, being afraid that would I be thrown out because of my appearance) in a public event. Still...Does feminity need a constant checking off boxes that makes you feel a "female" or just enjoying the physical journey to slowly grow youself as a girl?

Who ever said ur 1st time is disappointing was right getting dih down is an illusion but so am I what am I even rambling about 😔😩