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Finally watched I Saw the TV Glow (lemmy.world)
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Yeah finally got around to watching it tonight and I was basically sobbing the whole time. It wasn't quite what I expected, but it was so amazingly good. In addition to capturing the feeling of being an egg and seeing someone like you. The connection hit really hard as well. It also just did an amazing job of conveying dysphoric disassociation. I also loved the use of monochrome lighting and fluorescent coloring to blur the feeling of real and unreal.

So yeah, absolutely amazing cathartic cry movie, though IDK if it's a great one to show to cis loved ones to show how it feels.

And it's made me feel the need to get around to watching Veneno, which I've been putting off for several years. I suppose I don't get to complain about not having enough great trans media if it exists and I don't watch it, so I guess I gotta go watch it. When I do I'll try to remember to post a review of it too. I've already seen the first episode and loved it.

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[–] [S] 12 points 1 week ago* (last edited 1 week ago)

Yeah but

Tap for spoilerThe 20 year time skip immediately afterwards just fucking broke me

I was much more Maddie than Owen, even if in high school it didn't seem that way. And now I'm thinking of the poor girl who came to talk to me a few times in college and came out to me but never began transitioning at least from what I saw. She was always too scared. Inanna bless her.

But also it got me thinking of the first trans girl I knowingly saw IRL. I was already committed to transitioning then, and IIRC I was out to a friend by then. She was like a heavily tattooed angel, showing me I wasn't headed to my doom, but to finally being a person instead of a hollow pit. We'd gone to high school together apparently, though she was two grades ahead of me, but there she was at a party, living like I'd dreamed of.

That's really how it broke me, there is still time, but I'm so immensely grateful for the years I didn't lose and for the fact that I didn't suffocate buried alive in that grave that Mr Melancholy put me into. And yet it also made me cry for the years I did lose, of being a teenager. And for all my sisters who lost the same and more.

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