Let me just start with a little intro.
I met a lot of other transgender people online last year.
In the meantime, I was high af on heavy depression and anxiety medications and I spontaneously signed up for a „beauty school” (it's how I like to call it because of „Grease” lol).
A trade school for adults connected to my high school had the „beautician” profession as an option for free at the time. I was interested in the topic for years now, and I liked the idea of doing make-up on other people since I'm actually really good at it (I'm not putting any make-up on myself anymore, but if someone came up to me and asked to do their make-up, I'd be very happy).
It was going well in the beginning, but because the schooling was for free, the teachers didn't really care that much, it was chaos, and I was also going mentally downhill at some point since I was going off the medications + I discovered that besides make-up and skincare there was a lot of other beauty treatments we had to learn which required touching more skin than only the face and neck area and it threw me off hard enough to make me quit. XDDDDDDDDDDD We were training on each other after all, and I was the only man there. I came for the make-up and face skincare, not to massage whatever!
After one of the lessons about dermatology, I asked the teacher about some effective hair removal options, since a lot of transgender woman I knew struggled with it. She told me of course (I'd like to also note that even though she was a bit careless about the teaching and respecting our time, she respected me as I didn't hide the fact that I'm a man, so I appreciate her for that), but she also suggested that maybe my friends could just visit us at our practical training when we have lessons about body hair.
And it made me think...My friends are not gonna arrive there to be subjects for a class full of cis woman. That'd be too uncomfortable for them to even think about, I wouldn't do that to myself either (I quit later after all).
Since then I had a lot of struggles to be busy with, but recently I had a revelation and remembered what I wanted to do after I left that mess of a school.
I'd like to have a chain of beauty salons all over the country (I'm in Poland) that'd be transgender-friendly, or more like transgender-welcoming.
I myself have to worry
about being disrespected at barber,'s and I fear that when I go to a
regular hairdresser I'm gonna leave with a haircut of a +30 mother of
4 (it happened to me recently even thought I had a photo reference...
I wore a hat for months), so I can't even imagine what others have to
go through. Ok, maybe I can.
I'm still only 24 and at the rock bottom, I have a little amount of money and I have to take care of myself before I take care of anyone else, but if I survive long enough to get stable in life (don't even ask me what are the chances), the plan is in.
I feel like Wrocław could be a good place to open the first salon since it's a modern city, but it's not the time for me to wonder about it yet I guess. Before opening anything, I'm gonna need a lot of money.
The idea in general is slightly motivating me to move forward, I feel like it may give me a solid purpose in life. Of course, saving myself is the official purpose in my life, but I don't like myself that much, so that never works by itself. Helping out other people is gonna help me along the way, it's all connected.
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