Friendly Reminder: Do All The "Childish" Things You Want

Friendly Reminder: Do All The "Childish" Things you want

The fear of being childish is, in itself a childish fear that we can and must learn to outgrow. If you like something targeted for kids, that is okay. Just because you're an adult doesn't mean you forget how to be a kid.

So buy gel pens and and glitter glue and construction paper. You don't have to be in elementary school to do little art projects with crayons or finger paint or wavy scissors, adults need self expression just as much as kids if not more.

Watch cartoons. Put stickers on your wall and your phone and your ceiling. Decorate your driveway with sidewalk chalk. Eat Gushers and Gogurt and drink chocolate milk. Sleep with stuffed animals and pillow pets if it's comforting. Want a little doll with tiny assets and bendable joints just to see how many poses you can put it in? Do it. Do it all.

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Okay I keep seeing posts about trans men with big chests finding bras that work to squish things pretty flat. I wore a 44H cup from Lane Bryant... NOTHING got me flat. Not a single thing made me look less than a DD. That's because I had 13 pounds of tissue on my rib cage that can't compress INTO that rib cage no matter how tight I pulled things. No folding, no layering, no doubling up ever was enough for my bf to even notice the size difference. I spent hundreds trying and every time I would be left sobbing in front of the mirror in garbage that left me suffocated and bulging.

THIS HAPPENS... Not everyone has a success story with binding, and I wish I wish that I had found just one person that had said... Hey, it's never going to work at that size but that's okay. It's not your fault.

It's not because you didn't research. Because you didn't TRY hard enough. Sometimes bodies just don't compress. They aren't meant to.

So... it sucks but you're not alone.