Below are a set of images with quotes and sayings which I find meaningful.
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Click on them for notes about what I feel about each one. If you have any suggestions, please let me know – I’m always looking for more!
Posted February 21, 2017:

Dysphoria sucks. Dysphoria hurts. Dysphoria is cruel and unusual punishment for a crime I didn’t commit. When it is bad, it is a weight, and it is hard to get out of bed. Hell, it’s hard to sit up in bed! Sometimes, we just need to be reminded that we are valid and accepted. If you know someone suffering dysphoria, just love them and let them know they are loved.

LOL! This is so true! I’ve not been able to tell my gender for months now (except for one day – I’m not even sure how that happened!). All the things I used to look to as markers have stopped working for me. So I’ve just had to learn to be ok with that. I think it’s actually a good thing – I think I could feel gender before because the one side felt to foreign that I could identify it. And since then, I’ve been able to integrate that gender into my self, which means that it no longer feels foreign, but is a part of me. Is this how you cisgender people feel? If so, you’re so lucky!!!

I’m not sure if it’s the deepest pain (dysphoria hurts pretty badly!), but I can say that I became so used to this pain that I used to be able to mostly ignore it. But that was the problem – it kept building and building, until it reached a point where I could no longer ignore it, and has upended just about every aspect of my life.

I can definitely identify with this sentiment. I spent so much energy making my gender non-conformity “not exist” that I couldn’t think about long term goals/plans. I had enough on my hands to just get to tomorrow, next week, next month, etc. Life became a series of “what’s the next thing I have to look forward to, and how do I get there?” I’ve never given more than a cursory thought about what life might be like 10, 20, 30 years from now.

Wow! This is so powerful. For me, it’s not that I’m getting rid of my assigned-at-birth gender, but that I’m integrating the gender I feel I actually am. But on the outside, it may well appear that the old “me” is dying/going away. The underlying truth of this is that I need to be myself. I don’t hate who I was – I’m still that person. But that person was incomplete; I’m becoming a more complete me as I’m making my way through my journey.

Looking in the mirror is s tricky thing for me. Sometimes it’s no big deal, and others, it makes me want to cry. For me, part of how I experience dysphoria is that looking in the mirror can mean that I am (painfully) reminded of how my body actually is, instead of the way my mind feels it should be. The text is also meaningful, because my spouse and I have long maintained that God only gives us what we can handle. So it follows that I was given these feelings because I (and we) are strong enough to find our way through this.

This is so true. The notion that “I’m a man/woman trapped in the body of a woman/man” doesn’t ring true to my experience. I’ve not experienced feeling like I’m (only) the gender opposite the one I was assigned. For me, it’s a feeling of “I’m more than just a man/woman – I’m both, and I’m neither”, and that’s OK.

How true! Gender expectations told me that I couldn’t be the way I felt, and I learned that lesson so well that I spent most of my life shutting off my true self. This has contributed greatly to my depression, and now that I’m working to accept my true self (and to hell with gender expectations), I am getting happier.