Quote from: Calistine on July 23, 2009, 06:03:37 PM
Hi, Im new too. I dont really pass much but I don't feel the need to because its who I am. Keep staying true to yourself and never let anyone tell you who you are.
And everyones talkin about the nes...I wish I didnt sell mine, ah well.
That's awesome that you feel comfortable enough to not worry about passing or not. I wish I had that kind of chutzpah, but my insecurities are unfortunately running this show. lol
As for the NES, I play mine on a regular basis. I also play my SNES and Wii all the time. The N64, and GameCube less so, but still from time to time when I have a hankerin'...
Quote from: myles on July 23, 2009, 06:14:43 PM
Breadon I am not sure what size a binder you wear but I am going to be getting rid of mine in three weeks. I have 2 tritops size Medium. The white one is a bit trashed but still usable and the black one has not been used much a all (so still pretty hard to get on).
PM me if you are interested and I can send them to you.
Cheers,
Myles
Myles, you are a God among men. I've PM'd you. Let me shower you with some more gratitude:

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Quote from: CodyJess on July 23, 2009, 07:55:04 PM
Having just recently bound for the first time at work this week, I can share in your elation. It's so nice, to be able to lift and move things and lean against stuff without worrying about a couple'a lumps getting in your way 
Binders make everything better! Ha ha.
I know, hey? Like, why didn't (the proverbial) "they" tell me it was so much better without fat-sacks in the way?!? And speaking of "why didn't 'they' tell me..." how about boxer briefs? Could they *be* any more comfy? I sure don't think so...
Quote from: Arch on July 23, 2009, 08:27:17 PM
Great avatar pic, Braedon.
Thanks Arch, I took it with my webcam at work this morning. I wanted to show my friends and family that it didn't *have* to be just a fauxhawk, and then it turned out to be a pretty okay pic so I stuck it here too.

Btw, I haven't forgotten about responding to you, I've just been up to my eyeballs in "life" so to speak. lol
So, I came out to my mom last night... And wow. My mom's a pretty awesome lady, so I kinda knew she'd love me for me and be accepting of whatever will make me happy, but *holy crap* was she ever supportive. She basically guessed it outright. She was saying how much different my hair made me look and how it somehow made me look so much happier, to which I replied "I feel so much happier, I just feel more like 'myself' these days". She looked at me and said, "so you're feeling more like yourself these days?" and I started out "well, you know how I've always been 'one of the guys'..." and she cut me off and said "you're going to be a guy, aren't you?" and when I barely got out a "well, yeah..." she said "Chaz Bono just came out as a man, and you know, it totally makes sense that you are too. In fact, that really *really* makes sense" with this look of dawning understanding crossing her face.
We kept talking about it, and I told her all of those little childhood memories, my teenage need for social acceptance which presented as "trying to be a girl", my adult relief at coming out as gay so that I could at least be with people I'm attracted to emotionally and physically, and then my frustration that even though being gay was better than being straight, I still didn't feel like a girl/woman, but I knew that nobody saw me as I saw myself, as a guy. I told her about how when my friend Josh came out as trans my absolutely first thought was "awesome, he's gonna be one of us guys now" to which I realized "... oh wait, *I'm* not 'one of us guys'..." And how that made me depressed and start to look for answers (which lead me here). I basically told her everything that I've told you all here, and she took everything not only in stride, but it seemed that she just totally "got" it. Telling her that I'm male was basically like telling someone that the sunglasses they're looking for are right on their head, it was that instant recognition of "ooooh yeah! geez, why didn't I think of looking there!"
Anyhow, it was an incredible night, and I have pretty much the best mom anyone could ever have. Also, she said "do I get to help pick your new name, since the one I picked for you won't be getting used anymore?" lol. We talked about what name she would choose, and I actually really like it: James. My partner still likes Braedon better (which I've got to admit, I *really* like that name), but when it comes down to it, my mom gave me my birth name, and it makes total sense for her to give me the name that I *would've* gotten if I hadn't been born with this "birth defect" as many of you describe it (which actually makes lots of sense).
So, I'm rambling again (like always, duh) so I'll shut up for now. Thanks again everyone for the awesome replies, and for putting up with all my babble!