I miss my uncle, he passed away last week.
Unfortunately when I realized I was trans I had no self worth and fell in with theyfabs who didn't want me to transition for my dick and I repped so hard i forgot, enbycoped and fell for the idpol demedicalized wave that was popular.
Now I'm a twinkhon at best and I never got to meet him properly.
I loved him so much and he could have taught me so much.
Being surrounded by family that only knew me as a child or an extremely mentally ill they/them as someone now in their late twenties halfway through transition is one of the strangest forms of grief. I was grieving him and the life we never got to have together due to repping.
Take your fucking meds.
Can we stop with this stupid fucking "take your meds" meme already? Meds didn't magically cure your brain and make you come out as trans that is utterly absurd and you know it. It was obviously a long and difficult personal journey of self-discovery and you did the work figured it out yourself, meds had nothing to do with it. Stop externalizing.
Also you were the same person when your uncle was alive as you are now, you existed back then, that was part of your life too, your identity is one continuous everchanging whole that has always been there from the day you were born and you have been gradually figuring it out and evolving as you go through life just like you are supposed to. Your uncle knew you, he didn't get the chance to know you exactly as you are today in the most recent update, but he still knew you and it's not your fault that he died and can't be here to see you right now. He just died, it happens. Nothing you can do about it, nothing you could have done about it.
Also just because you realized that you are trans and not nonbinary doesn't mean that the same thing is true of me and other nonbinary people, you can validate yourself without having to invalidate other people in the process, you realize that right?