intimacy of holding someone's hand for the first time, the awkward yet respectful hesitation at first followed by a dash of courage then a realization that it's been reciprocated & finally getting fingers entangled with grip firm enough to not let go but soft enough to feel safe.
“you’re into pet play?? omg isn’t that dehumanising”
As a trans woman, I’m already being seen as less than human.. but people love their dogs and it would be nice to experience some unconditional support for once
transgender is walking around minding your business and then every so often remembering you opted into a continuous ritual of shame and humiliation for a chance to be happy. "why is everyone staring at me today?" you might think to yourself. "oh right, duh. The Ritual"