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8/2/2025, 1:11:03 PM
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Parents also dragged me along earlier this year. Luckily I only started HRT after, but I have gyno so I was still self conscious about it.
I would never let them shave my head though. Thank Allah (or not.I'm agnostic), that I didn't have to. Before Umrah, my hair went down to below my chest. After, they cut it to shoulder length.
We were also going with some family from a different country and they stared at me, judging and confused. I hated every second of it.
I only went without putting up a fight because my (transphobic) mom said she'd agree to letting me see a doctor and make my medical decisions if I did. I mean, she walked back on it afterwards. I should have gotten it in writing. I started HRT anyway without her knowing, but if I had gotten her to agree I wouldn't have to pay for this myself.
But yeah, it was annoying how the ihram kept slipping off. Plus, the ground floor is hell. Sweaty people squishing each other obsessing over this pile of bricks. If Allah is real, I doubt they want people literally squishing each other to death to touch and kiss a stone. Bordering on idolatry, astaghfirullah.
idk why my mom thought it would change me spiritually. My dad hoped it would but was understanding when I said it only pushed me away further from the religion.
We also stayed at a shitty hotel so we could be next to our poor family. It wasn't the worst, but it was the piss icing on the metaphorical shit cake.
Medina was nice though. Much nicer city. I hope you went there. Riyadh is boring as fuck. So 'wannabe western' it hurts. The only thing of interest was a giant fnaf:sb haunted house thing but I didn't have the time to go in.
Parents also dragged me along earlier this year. Luckily I only started HRT after, but I have gyno so I was still self conscious about it.
I would never let them shave my head though. Thank Allah (or not.I'm agnostic), that I didn't have to. Before Umrah, my hair went down to below my chest. After, they cut it to shoulder length.
We were also going with some family from a different country and they stared at me, judging and confused. I hated every second of it.
I only went without putting up a fight because my (transphobic) mom said she'd agree to letting me see a doctor and make my medical decisions if I did. I mean, she walked back on it afterwards. I should have gotten it in writing. I started HRT anyway without her knowing, but if I had gotten her to agree I wouldn't have to pay for this myself.
But yeah, it was annoying how the ihram kept slipping off. Plus, the ground floor is hell. Sweaty people squishing each other obsessing over this pile of bricks. If Allah is real, I doubt they want people literally squishing each other to death to touch and kiss a stone. Bordering on idolatry, astaghfirullah.
idk why my mom thought it would change me spiritually. My dad hoped it would but was understanding when I said it only pushed me away further from the religion.
We also stayed at a shitty hotel so we could be next to our poor family. It wasn't the worst, but it was the piss icing on the metaphorical shit cake.
Medina was nice though. Much nicer city. I hope you went there. Riyadh is boring as fuck. So 'wannabe western' it hurts. The only thing of interest was a giant fnaf:sb haunted house thing but I didn't have the time to go in.
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