I get very dysphoric if I see my hips in a mirror, wear a low-cut shirt, or think about dating.

lately more things. Apart from "down there" I get dysphoric over my wide shoulders,  huge feet and hands (not much I can do about it), insane amount of body hair + balding...

A girl about 8 dancing with joy outside Build-a-Bear. I was never that happy as a kid and suddenly realised how much life I missed out on

showering, peeing, anything involving my genitals and being naked in general.

Showering (I shower in the dark now), seeing my torso from diagonal or the side, sometimes seeing flat chests (it reminds me that mine isn't like that), moving in a way that I accidentally brush my arm against my chest, or feel my chest against some other part of me, accidentally seeing or feeling my chest when getting dressed, when I have to 'rearrange' myself in my binder, cisnormativity (particularly when discussing something that affects me, but talking about it as a 'womans thing'). And also, swimming! I love to swim, but I get so unhappy trying to get ready for it, I just don't know what to wear!

Sometimes I get dysphoric about less obvious aspects of my body, like my arms being slim and lacking any tone, or my small shoe size. And also, being non binary, seeing things that are extremely binary can cause dysphoria; toilets/changing rooms are a big one for that because neither one feels right, but also things like 'ok lets get all the guys on this side and all the girls on the other!', or even something seemingly innocent, like 'are you a boy or a girl?' at the start of the Pokemon games.

The things that trigger my dysphoria the most is having to deal with any part of the down stairs bits. I used to sleep nude all the time but now i can't stand having those things flopping around. I also used to LOVE to sing, i have all my life but as my life has progressed hearing women sing really hits me hard. Once I start to sing I just can't finish the song. I just start crying. I dont have an extremely low voice but it is difficult to sing in the upper registries like i hope to one day.

Sent from my SM-T350 using Tapatalk

Walking around naked, or at least without underwear is something that always makes me get disgusted at what I have between my legs. Strangely, showers don't seem to have that effect, but swimming does.
Also, anything that reminds me that I actually have a flat chest and that I wouldn't even have visible "breasts" if I didn't use a bra all the time.

I get dysphoria when family and friends talk about babies and pregnancy. Dysphoria happens again when my body responds to sexual excitement.

Quote from: Elanore joey on March 19, 2016, 11:21:31 AManother one for me is walking down the street and seeing a mens clothing shop.

so whats yours? i wonder who can come up with the funniest

Clothing shops are a bit of a trigger for me. Back when I presented male I dressed to the nines and owned dozens of suits, dozens of shirts, and hundreds of ties. I just don't have the same fashion sense (or money) when it comes to women's clothing. While I am presentable, I don't turn heads the way I used to.


Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Recently peeing with my STP because I haven't mastered the art of it yet. It just feels dettached and forced, because I'm so bad at it.

My face would surely be 150% of the time. My voice as well, even if others claim that it's deep.

Quote from: Deborah on March 19, 2016, 06:10:06 PM
My dysphoria was almost purely  mental and physical with very little social discomfort if that makes any sense.  I'm not really sure what triggered it.  I might go months not thinking about it much then suddenly it was there like a giant boulder on my shoulders and it would stay there for many months more. 

It was like this for me as well, though each time it returned, it seemed to be worse than the time before. It was such an emotional rollercoaster. The fact that the dysphoria would ebb and flow like that made me seriously question whether I was truly transgender, or whether it was some form of obsession or delusion.

Lately it's not even physical. It's the number of times I have loved ones saying or asking bizarre things.

The other day I was asked "what I saw" in a photo of myself from 2008 on holiday in Austria. The pic didn't make me dysphoric, but the implication I was somehow a different person was kinda offensive. I'm not even sure what the implication was because when I asked why I was being asked the answer was "I don't know". Mourning? Well, that makes me dysphoric because the person in the picture isn't dead yet. People paying more attention to figments of their imagination or memories than real life tends to make me dysphoric, yeah...

They have some very strange ideas about me and I just don't wanna know what they are anymore.   

In the shower and women's bottoms.


Claire (née Dori)

Existing....that's how bad it is right now.

I don't get it too frequently lately, but when I do, it's sort of crippling for a few hours, like makes me wonder if I should even be transitioning. Once in awhile I see a guy in the mirror and that makes me not want to leave my house. Other times I feel like my presentation and voice are perfect, then I get gendered male repeatedly.

Interesting topic.

For me I still feel dysphoria  when my Oestrogen levels are down (like a few hours before my next dose is due). I take pills twice a day and I get some sort of trigger.

Two examples for me are that I go to a Swimming pool twice a week for exercise and the pool that I use is in town, so sometimes (especially during the summer  and spring months) I see, thatthere are lot of gorgeous looking women  out and about, especially with nice dresses, heels etc. I notice their style, colours, how they stand and look and this is when I am driving through the city, especially stopping at stop lights. I have a FWD so I sit quite high up). Mind you I get a lot of tips also from how women look (Another great way is to to a big Shopping Mall and just sit for 30 minutes observing al the women around you.). But seeing how wonderful other women look brings on bouts of dsyshoria which can easily lead to depression.

Another trigger is when I am is when I am with a group of guys who have their girlfriends or wives with them or there are women in the group and with being seen as and treated as male.

Interestingly when I am out dressed as a woman with other girlfriends I adore being treated as a woman in these social circumstances at a social level. Its is  also incredibly empowering when I am with girlfriends that know, but with men that don't know that I am TG. I pass pretty well these days after 3 years HRT.

Judith

I replied here before but want to add something that happened last night. It's normal for me to experience dysphoria of varying intensity in regards to my chest, but last night I was just cooking some dinner and happened to look down (to look at the pot of pasta, not my chest!) but happened to really REALLY notice my chest (I couldn't bind yesterday). I just broke down and started sobbing, like instantly. I've never had that happen before. Usually it's more the social dysphoria that makes me actually break down. I cried really hard for like 5 minutes, like shaking and everything, then tired myself out and just went on cooking dinner.

For me, lying in bed is the worst. All I can think of is that I don't have breasts, and I can't stand what's between my legs. Nightgowns help a little, while those women's sleep boxers seem to help a lot. Seeing women with a body part or outfit or style that I really want also sets me off.

I look at my body. I see the extra fat I've put on around the belly instead of my hips. I see my chunky shoulders. I see parts of my body which scream "bloke" and I have to wear selective clothing in order to draw attention from them.

I imagine the kind of woman I'd like to be - style, mannerisms - and realise I look nothing like that (and not without considerable effort). I'm balding and without gender dysphoria, I'd be happy to keep my head shaved.

These little reminders can eat away at me.

Quote from: AnamethatstartswithE on April 08, 2016, 07:35:57 AM
For me, lying in bed is the worst. All I can think of is that I don't have breasts, and I can't stand what's between my legs. Nightgowns help a little, while those women's sleep boxers seem to help a lot. Seeing women with a body part or outfit or style that I really want also sets me off.

Sorry if this sounds stupid or if you already tried it and doesn't work, but keeping a blanket or bed sheets on you so they cover your chest area might help. I have the opposite problem, I hate what's on my chest, and when I lay down in bed I always keep something on my chest to hide it. Also, wearing large clothes helps me, but it could help you ladies too I guess, since baggy clothes can hide the parts of ourselves we don't like to see (or that we would like to see)