Pooner art broke my fucking brain

Aspects of ftm bodies that I used to just see as normal now feel like mutilated monstrosities. I can't help but think about how I'll never look like a man, never be shaped like one, I'll always have my fat and bones at all the wrong places and there will never be a way around it. You could always pick up on where a surgeon's knife was. I'll never have a male body, I'll never look like a guy, all the surgery in the world could only turn me into Frankenstein's monster. And it started bleeding into the way I view other people's bodies as well- like, every time I see or hear about a trans guy's body, all I can think about is everything it's not. Ftm bottom surgery that ends up looking okay and normal is... As far as I understand it, not really a THING yet. So their bodies could never be hot or pretty as what they are, as anything they could become. They're broken. Mutilated. Gotta hide in the shadows, until the rest of time. You'll never get to take off the hoodie.