Dana Rose @nakedambition@lgbt.io

#introduction

I'm married (monogamous), bisexual, trans, geeky, and a proud but exhausted parent. We live in Boston, Massachusetts. I love cats, cooking, computers, and staying healthy.

Most of my posts on this instance are about my transition, which I'm pursuing with the help of a supportive & loving partner. But this is also my main Fediverse account these days so expect a lot of random geeky stuff too.

Most of my retro computer content is posted on my @danaross account.

On this instance, I use she/her pronouns.

I follow back if you look interesting. Most people do. I love the wide variety of queer & other voices that have found a home on Mastodon. But I'm not interested in your racism, sexism, or other bigotry.

Don't expect a lot of selfies. I'm sorry to disappoint.

Content warnings are one of my favorite things about Mastodon.

I understand how easily a word or situation can trigger a trip to the darkest places of your psyche. Whether you're dealing with CPTSD or recovering from addiction, the world can feel like a minefield.

I don't want my account to be part of that.

I cw things of a sexual or highly personal nature. I cw references to alcohol, drugs, and gambling. I cw talk of racist or sexist behavior.

I cw long posts like this one and use the cw as a title. Line what you see? Tap to read more. But you don't need my long rambles filling up your timeline.

Ugh typos. *"the whole time"

We just masked up and went to the outdoor mall. My son called me Mama the whole thing me, and him & my wife were shopping for Mother's Day ideas for me.

"I have to say this isn't what I was expecting from your second puberty"

"The pickles?"

"The TikToks"

"Google Photos showed me a memory of you a year ago and I barely recognized you."

"Is that...ok?"

"Absolutely." *smooch*

Link to the video if you're, erm, interested too...

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeaPK8C8/​

Me: sooooo...TikTok seems to think I'd like this.

Wife: Are they wrong?

Me: Well, no...

I took down some private toots from last night because I'm feeling less vulnerable about the situation.

I dreamed we bought a house and in that house everyone who had ever owned it or stayed there left a note. And now it was our turn.

It's not so overwhelming when I look at what I'm doing as part of a bigger story. And I'm proud to play my part in it and prepare things for the next person to love and thrive and pass on their joy to yet another generation.

You want to talk gender euphoria? I was leaning back in my chair and used my chest as a ledge to balance my coffee mug on!

Update: I put on makeup after lunch and I felt so much better about myself. No visible stubble, just an attractive woman staring back from the mirror.

No matter how many times I shave today the stubble won't go away and it's killing me. I need to put makeup on after lunch so I don't have to see myself like this. I can't deal with it right now.

My wife pointed out that if I can suffer through being deadnamed while getting my vaccine, I can probably resume getting my face lasered so I have that to look forward to!

Good news: I have a vaccine appointment!

Bad news: it's under my "legal name" which still isn't updated 🤬

Something shook free a suppressed memory: a partner when I was younger laughed because I moaned "like a girl" in bed. 😢

God it sounds like such a fucking humblebrag but I got honked at three times on a walk today and I'm upset about it.

I've been on the other side. I know these guys have heard the message about street harassment and they don't care. They're probably proud of it.

I knew this was a risk when I transitioned. I knew it would be a problem when I started passing more. But I wasn't ready for it.

I just wanted to take a walk. I wasn't putting on a show. And these same guys would probably call me a faggot or a tranny or worse if they saw me face to face but today from the comfort of their cars I was just a woman on the sidewalk by herself and an easy target.

The other day an older man "complimented" me as I put my groceries in the car then drove off.

I don't know why I expected better in enlightened liberal Boston. Bros are bros everywhere. And this is only the beginning.

Feeling very in love with my body & mind today. I'm so glad I started on this journey.

I dropped a Spiro. It landed in my cleavage and I think I just leveled up.

I told my wife how frustrated I am with period tracking apps as a trans woman and she was like "but you're a programmer!" so I guess I have a new project.

Syrup and butter help but wow

Oh god my son put "a little more" salt in the pancake batter while I broke the egg. These pancakes are a Spiro takers dream but I don't think anyone else is going to want them. 😬