So, as I’ve talked about before, I love my haircut. This week’s Trans Joy post explores that experience.
The first time I gave myself an undercut I got this wonderful rush of gender euphoria. I felt such relief shaving the side of my head, it felt like this part of me finally matched my gender identity. It just felt right.
Every time I redo my undercut I feel a spark of gender euphoria. There’s something almost religious in the process. The sensation of the razor on my scalp, the fine hairs tumbling onto my chest, the contrast as the side of my head goes from fluffy hair to smooth skin. I see the transformation (shown in the picture below) take place and it feels refreshing, gender affirming, and almost like I’m being reborn in the process.
It might seem like a small, even a silly, thing, I’m aware that it means more to me than anyone else. And quite frankly I don’t give a fuck, it’s a joyous part of my gender presentation and I’m so glad I discovered it.