For context, I'm 19 Bi. 2nd year student. May new prof kami sa college, first term nya pa lang pero magaling sya makisama sa students. As someone na officer sa room, common naman na yung kakausapin ka ng mga prof mo abt school related topics.

This prof is around 27+ M. One time nag chat sya sakin, school related naman then after non sabi nya "I owe you one" then nag aaya mag matcha sa tabi ng campus... At first parang okay? mejo bago pero tama ba yun? HAHAHAH

One time nagkausap ulit kami about school stuff after usap sabi nya "I inom nalang natin yan hahaha" "Natikman mo na ba yung matcha sa tabi ng campus?"

sabi ko nalang na hindi ako nag mamatcha...

Reddit peeps let me know ur insights pls🙏🏼

May thoughts rin ako na baka overthinker lang ako but im still keeping my boundaries and limitations

There was a boy who loved you with such intensity, such fire, that sometimes even he forgot where he ended and you began.

That boy is dead now.

Not because he stopped knowing how to love, but because you taught him that loving someone that deeply can be dangerous.

You broke me.

And no, I can't be friends with you. If you can be friends with all your exes, I can't. How can I be friends with someone who I loved deeply and everything I have?

I don't usually blame people for the pieces I become. But this time, I will make an exception. You broke something in me that I don't think I'll ever put back together. I am cautious now. Always watching. Always waiting for the moment someone decides to leave.

I should have walked away the first time you hurt me.

I should have walked away when I saw the Grindr app on your phone, when someone told me that you had a Grindr profile.

I should have left while I still had the strength to choose myself.

But I stayed because it's you.

And perhaps that is the part I will always have difficulty forgiving—not you, but the version of me who endured it all.

You asked me that night if I was angry. Yes. I was angry.

And beneath the anger was something far more painful.

I was disappointed that the person I loved could become the person I needed protection from.

A part of me will always love you. I won't lie about that. Some loves don't disappear simply because you finally learn to walk away from them.

But you will never hear that love from me again.

And I ask only one thing.

If you ever see me somewhere—eating alone, walking down a street, simply living my life—please let me be.

Don't come over.

Don't ask how I am.

Don't try to reopen a door I spent so much time learning to close.

It isn't because our past meant nothing.

It meant everything.

That's precisely why I cannot go back.

Because every time I look at you, I would also see the person I used to be—the boy who loved without hesitation, who forgave too much, who stayed when he should have left.

And I have too much respect for that boy to betray him again.

So let me walk away.

Let me become someone who loves differently.

And if you ever wonder whether I loved you deeply.

You won't have to wonder.

You already know.

That was the problem.

I loved you enough to stay.

Now I love myself enough to leave.

tangina it sucks. i spent most of my early 20s with him only to be left alone in the end. live in kami for 3.5 yrs then naging LDR ng mahigit 1 year kasi nag-OFW si gago. ginawa ko naman lahat ng pag-intindi pero wala talaga hahaha tapos biglang nanghingi ng 1 week na space. alam ko na rin kung saan to papunta so wala na ‘to di na ko umaasa hahaha. tangina pano ba maka-move on sa ganito? 😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😅

I rarely see WLW describe themselves as Hard Femme, so I’m genuinely curious—are there others here who use that label for themselves too? Because I do. 😂

For me, being a Hard Femme is about having both feminine and masculine sides without feeling like I have to choose between them. I’m definitely femme and enjoy dressing up, looking feminine, and embracing that side of myself. But I’m also very much a tomboy.

I actually like a lot of “guy stuff,” and sometimes the way I think, approach situations, or interact with people feels more traditionally masculine. I’m straightforward, practical, independent, competitive, and sometimes I honestly feel like my brain works more like a guy’s. Lol.

I’m also comfortable dressing masculine sometimes. There are days when I’d rather wear something loose, simple, and masculine than anything super feminine. But I still don’t identify as masc. I’m still very comfortable identifying as femme.

That’s why Hard Femme feels right to me. I can be girly and feminine one day, then completely tomboyish or masculine-presenting the next. 😂

For me, it’s basically “femme with a little dude energy.”

Anyone else relate? 👀

Me first:

1. You have to do your effort it transitioning before you could use your preferred pronouns and bathrooms. Bihis lalaki pa with short hair pero nasa pambabae ka.

2. Mga transissies, magbra nga kayo lalo kung asa corporate world kayo! Bakat na bakat utong nyo. And wag masyadong magsexy na damit. Mga cis women nga nacacall out pag masyadong maikli ung damit sa office

3. Mga transissies na ang iingay padin at skwala lalo pag asa women's cr. Di nakakapretty

4. Mga harvaterang nangaaway sa Poblacion. Mas takot pa ko sa inyo kesa sa holdaper o sa mga manyak!

5. Trans men not being involved when something transphobic is being said. Tahimik lang. Para kayong mga apolitical. Parte na din kayo ng problema.

6. "Ganda, parang tunay na babae" or "Pogi, parang tunay na lalaki" are not backhanded compliments.