Ada's transition Top Surgery & Voice Therapy fund

Hello!

My name is Ada. I'm a mtf transgender individual. Due to an unfortunate combination of complete financial ruin and covid wrecking my employment, I’ve been unable to progress in my journey.

My goals for this fundraiser are:

1 - Top Surgery (chest, possibly facial feminization later down the road)

2 - A vocal cord adjustment or continued voice therapy

The financial goal for this fundraiser is set to the surgical cost and travel/recovery fees for breast augmentation by Dr. Stokes in FL.

The second goal is regarding my voice. After more than four years of working with multiple speech therapists specializing in helping trans individuals, I’ve had little progress. It’s been made apparent to me that the 15+ years of me speaking for 50+ hour work weeks in a call center has hurt my vocal cords. A surgical option has been recommended, but I'm more than willing to continue trying therapy.

If you'd like to hear my current voice, I left a link to my YouTube channel below where I post weekly.

A little bit about me;

I'm a 37 year old Texan born and Appalachian raised individual. I've known I was transgender for as long as I can remember. Something about idolizing Dana Scully from X-Files and Ellen Ripley from Aliens as childhood role models made it sort of obvious.

My hobbies include board games, card games, video games, reading and art. In recent years although I've had to sacrifice most of the collectables related to my hobbies just to survive. I have a passion for science and focused my studies on chemistry. I'm also a gym enthusiast. I've spent the last 5 years using the gym as a mental escape and to help battle my dysphoria. My partner and I also have two beautiful adopted stray/rescue cats in Skaði (the Norse goddess of hunting) and Tribble (named after the Star Trek episode because he's trouble)!

A deeper look at my transition history;

My journey has been arduous and an emotional rollercoaster. I’ve had to hide what I am for most of my life. My family was not supportive. I had an obligation to remain someone's “son” and someone's “brother” until the last of my family passed away. I’m alone now. I’ve lost my mother to early-onset Alzheimer's, my father to sepsis after medical complications, and most recently I've lost my sister due to her addiction issues. I have zero remaining family to support me.

I'm the actual last living member of my entire bloodline. I have no other siblings, no uncles, no aunts. Nobody. The only person I have in my life is my girlfriend. We recently celebrated our 15-year anniversary. While she is disabled and I tend to take care of her, in truth she has been the only thing keeping me going. She has been my primary source my encouragement, and her support is the only reason I've made it this far.

I’ve worked in customer service my entire life, either waiting tables or in a call center, living paycheck to paycheck. After losing my sister, I became financially crippled. I had to pay out-of-pocket for burial costs, deal with the foreclosure of our family house, and then pay the cost of closing down multiple open family estate accounts. Then the pandemic hit, throwing me further in debt.

We did not live in the safest area when I started my transition. That particular region of Appalachian culture was not accepting. When I started sharing my secret with friends, I was quickly ostracized and rejected. The majority of my social groups collapsed and most "friends" became "acquaintances." I was constantly harassed at work, my car was vandalized with crude graffitied, and when I complained I was then assaulted in the parking lot.

By 2019 I had socially withdrawn except for a small number of friends. I was too afraid to share my transition with these last few people. I was too afraid that they too would abandon me.

When the pandemic hit my career completely collapsed. My girlfriend is severely immunocompromised, so we stayed quarantined. We tried to outlast the pandemic together. What little savings we had evaporated. We started selling our possessions to pay rent and buy food. We ended up selling most of our personal possessions, including the bulk of a life-long collection of MtG cards and vintage video games. With an unwarranted spike in rent by a toxic landlord, we were failing at life.

With the cost of living increasing, we just couldn't sustain. By 2021 we had already sacrificed so much. We ended up moving out-of-state, hours away to her parents house. I'm now isolated, away from what few friends I still have. The anxiety I have regarding my transition has given me a crippling fear of social interaction. Currently we live in her childhood bedroom, our remaining worldly possessions and my entire family’s heritage packed in boxes, stacked around this small cramped room.

So I'm turning to GoFundMe, in hopes of finding people who can help. Anything helps. And if you're not in a financial place to donate, I understand. Sending a prayer, good vibes, or just sharing this would be greatly appreciated. I have no family and so few friends left to help spread the word about this fundraiser, that I'm not sure that anything will ever happen here.

My goal is not to be attractive. I’m not a fabulous person. My dream is to be able to blend in with a crowd without calling attention to myself. There are other fantasies I have regarding my transition. But these first steps of top surgery will help me rejoin society.

I can hide behind a face mask and hide behind a webcam, but I need to rebuild my confidence and my sense of self-worth. I need to be able to step outside without fear of being harassed. Please help me rejoin society and no longer be afraid to meet new people!

Be safe, and have a wonderful year!

If you would like to see me and hear my voice, I've recently been uploading videos on YouTube. I figured out that by hiding behind a webcam I don't feel the same anxiety as I do in public. Please drop by my channel to give us a visit and enjoy some friendly relaxed EDH/Commander games!

https://www.youtube.com/@dominoamor