KidzTalk - Recent questions tagged trans

My opinion on controversial topicsssactually controversial

Mon, 13 Jan 2025 06:43:39 +0000

Do I support:

Blm: 100%

Abortion: yes. It will happen even if they ban it.

Lgbtqa+: obviously *she said as a bisexual*

Therians: do you boo.

Being trans: you do you boo.

Cat go boom: yes...

Is their any other Trans girls in 6th grade who have to hind the truth?

Fri, 20 Dec 2024 04:53:34 +0000

I’m a Trans girl in 6th grade. My names River but know one calls me by that name. I’m part of 2 friend groups. One is more free. I don’t how to describe that people that I know there but I do know they are safe people. One of them even calls me their mother. The other friend group is what scares me. They’re the dirty minded people. The ones that are always playing games on their Chromebook’s. I’ve known the people there for so long. I know they will leave if I switch. Anyways if anyone’s in the same or similar situation please respond to this post.

Rocky

Mon, 18 Nov 2024 20:43:06 +0000

Hi everybody, first off how are you all doing this fine day?

Now to get to the point, some of you may know that I usually go by eather Ella of Kittypaws. I’m no longer going by Ella but Rocky instead!! Tysm for reading!! Have a pawsome day and don’t forget to smile!!

- Rocky (they/them/he/him)

I don’t know anymore

Sun, 27 Oct 2024 20:32:07 +0000

So I’ve been having a lot of gender confusion. So I was born a girl but that doesn’t really fit with me. I learned what gender fluid was a few months ago and that is what I’ve been identifying with. Idk anymore tho because now I don’t think it’s right. I’ve been questioning trans but I’m still a little feminine feeling. This is hard especially because my friends don’t support all of LGBTQ. Anyway Ty for listening!! Stag pawsome and be who you truly are!!

gender euphoria!

Sun, 28 Mar 2021 19:46:39 +0000

Played a pokemon game with my little cousin and my name in the game is my preferred name so it felt really great to here her use the correct name

Eleven and nonbinary please help

Thu, 12 Nov 2020 05:38:38 +0000

I already made a post about this but im really struggling so I thought I'd make another on another column to see. If you by chance.saw.my last post.you would.know that I know who I am but am too young for people.to take my identity seriously. My friend.is lesbian so she seems most likely to be supportive so I will try to come out to her tomorrow if possible. People misgender me every day but it's really not their fault as I haven't came out to anyone except anonymously on the internet like I am right now. I have to use my dead name when working on assignments at school which really hurts and my hand hovers over the paper every time. I drew a nonbinary pride flag and hid it in my room. Walking into public bathrooms is.... Well honestly it's habit but it hurts if I over think it. I don't often avoid it though since its a place where I can process my thoughts and scenarios if-- WHEN I come out. I know gender identity quizzes aren't that accurate but I've taken a bunch of them..the answers.vary quite a lot but they all agree on one thing; I'm not cis. I DO know I am non binary only when it's an umbrella term. Otherwise I could be bigender, agender, demigender or quite a bit more. I thought I was maybe genderfluid but after reading a first person fiction about it, (symptoms of being human. Great book but includes slurs that may be triggering so quick warning there.) Sorry this became such a long rant but I need help. Not transphobic "help" but genuine help finding a label, dealing with dyphoria, finding confidence, coming out and answers to my questions. I %100 understand if you can't give advice on all of it but please help where you can. here are my questions: I get this feeling when I don't know who I am or am misgendered and it feels like my heart hits the bottom of my stomach.Is that gender dysphoria? One of my friends jokingly uses gay as an insult. They don't mean harm But how can I correct them without them taking it the wrong way? How can I come out? I really want shorter hair for my dysphoria but I'm scared of what others will think. What should I do? what is the most causal way to tell your parents you need a therapist? Any dog whistle items for members of the lgbtqia community like something that is gay but to straight people it is nothing remarkable? My parents are threatening to it me on add medication because my focus is really bad but I've heard terrible things about the side effects. Will my gender ever become clear? WOAH that turned into a whole therapy session sorry about that. But please help answer the questions if possible. Sorry if I sound demanding. I should get some rest.....okay thanks have a good day/noght!

Im just a kid and am nonbinary help!

Wed, 11 Nov 2020 01:00:10 +0000

I'm eleven years old and am nonbinary. I am to young to be taken seriously by I know who I am and it hurts to have to listen to people constantly misgender me and I know it's not their fault since they don't know but it feels awful. I'm planning on telling one of my friends tomorrow so wish me luck. This is kinda turning into a vent so sorry about that but it's a substitute until therapy starts. (Regular therapy not the homophobic kind) Please don't be transphobic! IDK why I picked this advice column it was just random. How can I come out? I'm so scared of what might happen the idea of coming out and imagining the scenarios feels like a fever dream. Please help me!

Bound, but Not Broken - Chapter 4

Tue, 20 Oct 2020 17:59:36 +0000

Sorry, this one’s a little bit short heh

/TW/- pain, sadness

The whistle blew, and just like that, it was time to practice hitting. Hitting made Hinata feel so powerful, so free- for the 20 minutes they practiced Hinata radiated pure joy because he truly felt like he could fly. Hold onto this feeling, Shoyo, he thought to himself. You’ll need it later. They practiced sets and serves, and Hinata’s least favorite- dives. His chest throbbed more with each hit. He thought he could see Nishinoya looking at him sort of intensely, and he wondered for a second, but

pushed it away. Right as he may have reached his breaking point, practice was over, and after a short motivational speech, Daichi treated the first years to meat buns. Hinata smiled genuinely for one of the first times that day, and basked in the warmth of the setting sun. As it peeked over the mountains, he realized it was probably time to go, thanked Dachi with a bow, and set off on his bike.
He collapsed onto his chair in his room, and slowly made his way to the bathroom where he unwound the bandages and showered in the dark, just like any other day. He finished writing the last kanji on his Modern Japanese homework, and laid down on his side, hugging an orange pillow, as he always did. He texted Kenma an overexcited goodnight, and waited for him to respond with the usual, “night, ,Sho.” He stared at the wall, recalling the day’s events. H opefully, tomorrow will be better, h e thought fervently, as a cold tear slipped down his cheek. I just need a change.

Bound, but Not Broken- Chapter 3

Sat, 17 Oct 2020 21:23:52 +0000

/TW/- UNSAFE BINDING, dyspohoria, secrets, pain

~~~~~~~~~~~~Present-day, 3 weeks ago~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hinata woke up, and almost immediately the rubbing sting of the bandage marks reminded him of what made him different, of why he felt so alone and lost. He had jogged home from practice that night so exhausted, he just fell onto his bed and slept, forgetting to unwind the wraps around his chest. “Owhhhh,” he groaned. His ribs felt crushed. He realized he needed to take a shower, but he already knew that today was going to be a bad dysphoria day, so he rinsed his hair and put on extra deodorant instead. He bounded down the stairs with a smile on his face to greet his mom, hiding the pain underneath. He accepted his bowl of fermented natto, and wolfed it down before slinging his canvas bag over his shoulder and lacing up his scuffed black shoes. He yelled goodbye to Natsu and his parents, and took off on his bike to see if he could catch Kageyama on the way.
He pedaled faster, muscles burning. Suddenly, a cat seemed to appear in front of his wheel, so he slammed on the brakes and took a handlebar to the chest, almost yelping in pain. Tears sprang to his eyes, but he saw Sugawara and Daichi approaching behind him, so he quickly wiped them away and gave them a sunny smile. “Good morning, Daichi, Suga!” “Good morning, Hinata,” they responded in unison. “You looked pretty tired after practice yesterday. Did you sleep well?” inquired Daichi.

Hinata tugged at his blazer. “Yeah, I slept fine!” He looked behind him, and saw Kageyama approaching quickly. A lucky break, “Gotta go! Promised I’d beat Kags to school today!” Suga chuckled and watched him go. Once Hinata was out of sight, he whispered to Daichi- “Those two are so competitive! I’m surprised they don’t fight over who’s cuter, heh.” Daichi laughed and responded with “Yeah, our kids are growing up so fast...”

Hinata somehow managed to make it through the school day with a straight face, but practice rolled around and although he was used to the pain by then, combined with the anxiety and dysphoria it was almost too much. Suga noticed his twisted face and pulled him aside to talk. “Hinata... are you okay?” “Yeah, Suga! I’m fine.” Hinata replied, almost halfheartedly. Suga looked him in the eyes. “I’m worried about you. If you ever need anything, I’m right here, okay?” Hinata almost cried, and choked on the tears. He coughed out “I- i’m fine. Just a little anxious is all.” “Look at me. Breathe in 8, breathe out 8. Try that four times, and close your eyes. You’ll be okay.” “Suga...? You’re really good at that.” “Thanks. I used to get terrible pre-game anxiety, almost to the point of panic attacks. Daichi taught it to me.” Hinata’s face softened, if only a little. “... thanks, Sugawara-san.” Maybe, one day, I can trust him with the truth.

Bound, but Not Broken - Chapter 2

Fri, 16 Oct 2020 13:48:08 +0000

/TW/ - binding, trans, dysphoria, bruises, pain

“You know binding while playing is unsafe... you could have been hospitalized! We could have lost our star libero, and even worse, a good friend.” Noya’s voice cracked on the words. “I’m sorry...” he forced out feebly. “I did everything I could to hide. To just be another one of you.” He choked slightly “and now I screwed it all up-” Suga put a strong hand on his shoulder as the tears began to fall. “You’re safe with me, Noya. I promise I won’t tell.” he confided. “But you have to promise me you won’t ever bind during practice or a game, ever again.” “Not bind...?” Noya eked out, looking queasy.

“I’m sorry, Noya, but the way you do it just isn’t safe. I’m glad it’s not bandages, but the way you have them layered like that can’t be good for your lungs. Are you bruised?” Noya’s hands slid lower on his ribcage. “No...” Suga probed gently. “Are you sure? You looked like you were in a lot of pain out there.” Noya slowly let his hands drop, revealing shades of purple-green, black, and red that smattered his ribcage and collarbones, partially covered by layers of sports bras that seemed to be constricting his lungs. Suga gasped. “Nishi, why would you do this to yourself?” “The mental pain I feel not wearing them is worse...” he said, turned away. “Oh, Noya,” he sighed worriedly. He thought for a moment, then unzipped his gym bag. “Here,” he said “Take my spare shirt, and change out of the layers. It’ll be big so hopefully it’ll cover up anything you don’t want people seeing. Change in the dark, with your eyes closed if you need. I care about you, Nishi. Please take care of yourself.” He nodded feebly, but when he tried to stand up, his knees gave out. Suga broke his fall and asked him if he wanted to lean on him. Noya nodded vaguely. “I’ll take you to the bathroom so you can change in a stall.”
They slowly made their way to the boys’ room, where Noya sank to his knees and pulled Suga’s clean, white shirt over his chest. The tears wouldn’t stop- the pain, the relief, the dysphoria, they pounded him like waves threatening to drown him. Suga quietly asked if he was ready to go. Noya unlocked the stall, and he helped him to his feet. He splashed chilling water on his face, and replied that he wanted to stay in the bathroom a little bit longer. “Can you walk?” inquired Suga. Noya took a tentative step, and nodded. “I think so.” “Alright, is it okay if I leave to tell Daichi you can’t play the rest of the match?” “O- okay” breathed Noya. He

walked wobblingly to the bleachers, where Suga met him with a cold water bottle. Suga whispered to him that he had something he wanted to tell him at the end of the match, but he needed to ask a question first. Noya agreed, and they cheered louder than anybody for the rest of the game. At least, that’s how it seemed to them.

Bound, but not Broken- Chapter 1

Wed, 14 Oct 2020 19:24:34 +0000

~Chapter 1~

/TW/- Transgender, fainting, anxiety, binding, bruises

(flashback) -A year and 2 months earlier-

Noya was confused, panicked, and overwhelmed. His anxiety mounted with the squeezing pain in his chest. He could barely breathe, but fear and pride kept him from seeing in a reasonable light. He kept diving, popping the ball back up with every ounce left in him. Taking the hits to his tender body, no doubt bruises blossoming over his collarbones. Sweat trickled down his face like the tears he kept bottled up inside. Suga looked worried, but Noya gave him a determined hawks-eye look and persisted. After all, no pain could be worse than outing himself and being forced to leave the club, not to mention his pride. Volleyball was his life, so why didn’t this feel right?

Kraka-WHAM! All at once, Asahi’s spike was shut down by a wall of blockers. Noya knew what he had to do. He dove, landing straight on his vulnerable chest. The ball ricocheted off his sharp wrist bone, spinning through the air in a high arc. A save! But the pain- it threatened to engulf him. He couldn’t breathe. He tried to stand, but reeled and everything faded to black.

His eyelids felt so heavy, and his head pounded with every breath. He awoke laying on the stiff, blue bed in the nurse’s station. Sugawara stood over him, looking a mixture of worried, frantic, and confused. He felt a cool draft of air against his stomach, and his heart dropped. He lifted his throbbing head and sure enough, he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He panicked and instinctively covered his chest, but it was too late. Suga knew, and Noya could not be more terrified.

The expression on Sugawara’s face was hard to read, but when Noya tried to get syllables to come together, Suga silenced him with genuine concern. “Why didn’t you tell us?” he said gently, quietly.

Bound, but not Broken - Prologue

Wed, 14 Oct 2020 19:17:34 +0000

~Prologue~

/TW/ - anxiety, secrets

This is an AU, AKA Alternate Universe. I am in no way implying that the characters canonically are this way, and I do not own Haikyuu or the characters. Hope you enjoy!!

It was the middle of the first set. 17-15, with Seijoh in the lead.
Noya knew that sound. The labored, raspy breathing. The hand that curled his too-tight shirt against his chest. The memories came washing over him like a tidal wave, threatening to knock him down. His defensive stance wavered, if only for a second. He felt the anxiety, the pain. He remembered his secret, a flash of emptiness that he knew he’d never really forget. And that’s all it took for the ball to drop. He put on a brave face and yelled something about shaking it off to Tanaka, but truly he was lost in a fog. He couldn’t have what happened to him happen to Hinata.

I already have a bunch of chapters written, tell me what you think! Also, I need a title QAQ so if anyone has title ideas, I’m open!!

Would this be okay?

Tue, 13 Oct 2020 21:50:16 +0000

Would it slide if I posted a Haikyuu fanfic here? I’ve been at thought with this head canon where noya and suga are trans, and they help Hinata find his true identity, but it will mention binding and things, would that be something better saved for somewhere else? Everything will be presented in a kid-friendly way of course, but I just want to gauge if the interest is even there?