Hi everyone! My name is Ruben and I’m a trans man. Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve been struggling with two huge burdens, just like all my trans peers. My breasts.

When I was 19, my mum kicked me out onto the streets because of who I am. Unfortunately, my whole family worships God in a cult-like way. I’ve lived on the streets, in a hostel and with angelic families. I’ve been through a lot, sadly. My family now consists of my supportive girlfriend and our little cat.

Honestly, ever since I’ve had them, I’ve tried every method to make them invisible. I’ve wrapped myself in everything from cling film and duct tape right up to thick belts. Every single time, I try to find better and better ways to make my chest look flatter. Of course, I’ve had a binder, and even some extremely tight sports bras. They cause me immense dysphoria. There have been, and unfortunately still are, days when I’m not even willing to go out on the street if they’re visible. I suffer. I suffer from the knowledge that there are two things on my body that prevent me

be a complete person or a complete being. Unfortunately, my surgery is terribly expensive and I don’t earn enough to save up for it. I’ve thought about this a great deal, whether to go ahead with it, and I don’t expect anyone to donate to me, but as always, I have immense hope. I’m 25 years old and I can’t go on living like this any longer. According to the latest information I have, my operation will cost millions, so time is running out, but so is my hope.

I’d be grateful if you could send even just a single forint. I’d be grateful that you’re making my life a little easier.

A huge thank you: Ruben