Welcome to /c/traaaaaaannnnnnnnnns, an anti-capitalist meme community for transgender and gender diverse people.
Please follow the Hexbear Code of Conduct
Selfies are not permitted for the personal safety of users.
No personal identifying information may be posted or commented.
Stay on topic (trans/gender stuff).
Bring a trans friend!
Any image post that gets 200 upvotes with "banner" or "rule 6" in the title becomes the new banner.
Posts about dysphoria/trauma/transphobia should be NSFW tagged for community health purposes.
When made outside of NSFW tagged posts, comments about dysphoria/traumatic/transphobic material should be spoiler tagged.
Arguing in favor of transmedicalism is unacceptable. This is an inclusive and intersectional community.
While this is mostly a meme community, we allow most trans related posts as we grow the trans community on the fediverse.
If you need your neopronouns added to the list, please contact the site admins.
Remember to report rulebreaking posts, don't assume someone else has already done it!
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https://matrix.to/#/#tracha:chapo.chat
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SALUTE
I have barely watched Breaking Bad
Here is a screenshot of where to find the spoiler button.
Let's have another good week everyone 
The wonders of my brain persist
spoiler
I've been pacing around in my room for like 4 hours. I need to take my medicine but I need to eat first, but I have no appetite because I'm obsessing over why my friendships fell apart and did I expect too much and is anything too much to expect from anyone. Did I waste time hoping that my parents were invested in me figuring anything out? I thought people notice people and talk to them about things that they do and things that happen. If I move out tomorrow, my Dad will legit forget I lived here. It feels like everyone I knew forgot about me. It's not great.