Went to a car show with my dad and honestly had a great time. It was my first year going without a binder and it was so freeing. Got a lot of amazing pictures and got to see one of my favorite Plymouth Furies again and so many Trans Ams. 

All was well and I was so distracted by the cool cars that it took my mind off of being a poon. Until I got to where the hearses are. Don’t get me wrong, there were some great hearses, but it also seemed like where all the metalhead men had gathered and the mogging was painful. I’ll likely never be like them and it would do me good to come to terms with that. 

I’ll stay gymmaxxing obv. I love lifting and I want to get as big as I can. I’ve already made good progress and I do think there is hope for me, I just don’t think I should get my hopes up too high and this was a good reminder. 

The car show was mostly W’s though! I had a great time with my dad and we ate great food and met with some of his friends and they gave me two old welding helmets for free! I already have one but I’m stoked about these ones because they actually fit my face 😭😭😭

He also said he was proud of me and called me “multi talented” which is a huge compliment coming from him. I’m very grateful he’s able to overlook my transness, I really do have a great dad 🔥

Also got my mom some metal art for her garden as a Christmas present! She’s gonna love it 💪

The hearse is so sloppily drawn, I was lazy and in a rush. It’s supposed to be a 1962 Cadillac Hearse  🥀🥀🥀

Car Show Experience