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Gonna go with the most obvious solution here and say twink bartender saw one butch woman and one more feminine woman, therefore assumed they were a lesbian couple in a GAY BAR.
The going to a gay bar is the kicker. Who goes to a gay bar? Well?

I guess that's why the Jihadis see them as allies.
... useful idiots. :christine:

Here's an interesting question.

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So to start off, Ive never felt like me, I've always hated the idea of being masculine. I hate my flat chest and broadening shoulders and the other things that come with being born a man. I always felt my body was in no way suited to my personality, or just me I'm general.

For the past three years, I've genuinely considered transitioning and even started, non-effective for me, pueraria mirifica a year back.

I live in a very red area and have a workplace that would be hostile to a full transition to a female, so is it possible to partially transition on a lighter prescription of estrogen?

I only want to slightly feminize my body, but keep my face the same as it is, because I already have a soft enough face. I really just want to be able to look in the mirror to see a less jarringly masculine me. I appreciate any feedback on how I could go about this, as well as if planned parenthood is a good place to do this. Thank you
Short answer:
If we're being honest, ALL "transitions" are partial. :lit:
 
You’d think, but I used to know a bisexual woman that was dating a pooner (it ended badly, she’s now Queen TERF)
This is the good ending, actually.
One of the funniest was when they apparently went to one of the largest gay bars in their area for happy hour, and the twink bartender with thin arched eyebrows asked “So what can I get you ladies today?”.
Trans folx being savagely misgendered by their earnest, ardent allies is the funniest thing to me and it happens all the time apparently. This is from Substack user Felinas:
A woman came into my workplace today wearing one of Jennifer Sey’s t-shirts, and I couldn’t figure out how to give her a secret TERF signal. I work on an all female team, with politics ranging from low-information normie lib to DSA-pilled. Twice recently I have overheard two different sets of coworkers falling all over each other to virtue signal how much they LOVE, they REALLY REALLY LOVE this one vendor at a our local farmers’ market. He’s SO GREAT. He carries his kid on his back! Just the BEST. (“He” is a lesbian with a scraggly beard and a mastectomy.)

One of my other coworkers, who is the sweetest, least liberal arts degreed among them, and the first to tell you how she saw a Katie Couric documentary once and now she really understands trans people, consistently misgenders (accurately identifies the sex of) customers. Without even realizing it. A 6’ male person with long hair, earrings, and a blouse? He’s with his wife, or mom, or female friend, and he probably calls himself “Lily”? “He” and “sir” out of her mouth automatically. She doesn’t pick up what he’s laying down, or if she does it lags way behind the moment of interaction. It is a true wonder and source of amusement. I never correct her. She’s right, after all. And while I’m not openly TERFy at work, I’m not going deep cover as one of the gender Stasi, either.

Today she said to me, again, “I feel bad for that mailman. The one with the crazy hair. He always seems sad.”

Reader, he has long green hair and estrogen titties. His social media avatar is undoubtedly an anime girl and his Reddit history is presumably appalling. He IS sad. He is a sad, disregulated person who would be even sadder if he knew you were calling him “he” all the time.

If anyone ever makes a scene about it, I suppose I’ll have to figure out a way to stand up for her to the boss without exposing myself as a Friend of Joanne, while also placating the offended party, while ALSO somehow not having to say, “Oh of course, MADAM LADY MISS, you have our MOST SISTERLY APOLOGIES.”

What a ridiculous world.
 
- If anyone ever makes a scene about it, I suppose I’ll have to figure out a way to stand up for her to the boss without exposing myself as a Friend of Joanne, while also placating the offended party, while ALSO somehow not having to say, “Oh of course, MADAM LADY MISS, you have our MOST SISTERLY APOLOGIES.”
“I’m so sorry, she’s a huge ally and I’m sure she didn’t want to be rude to someone that isn’t confirming to stereotypical gender norms by assuming that they’re the opposite gender. She has a ton of trans friends, there’s no way she’d do it on purpose!
You can’t tell who is trans just by looking at them of course, it was an honest mistake and Lilith Athena Bloodrayne is a valued part of our team.”
 
“I’m so sorry, she’s a huge ally and I’m sure she didn’t want to be rude to someone that isn’t confirming to stereotypical gender norms by assuming that they’re the opposite gender. She has a ton of trans friends, there’s no way she’d do it on purpose!
You can’t tell who is trans just by looking at them of course, it was an honest mistake and Lilith Athena Bloodrayne is a valued part of our team.”
This is how new TERFs are minted. J.K. Rowling (pbuh) used to be way more sweeter and more placating to the Howling Rainbow Mob. She hardened her stances after they sent her rape and death threats obsessively over a period of years and revealed themselves to be despicable assholes. You can twist yourself into knots trying to jump, hop and skip as high as they tell you, but it will never be enough for them.
If you're reading this and you or someone you know has recently come to the conclusion that the gender people will never be satisfied with your behavior because they're insane and the things they want are impossible, welcome. I mean that. Humans can't change sex, men aren't women, most men who transition are doing it as a weird sex thing, and you're not an evil homophobe for noticing and thinking that. Refusing to pretend that your awkward, teenage niece is no longer female because she got a haircut isn't genocide. Neither is admitting that heterosexual male cross-dressers make you uncomfortable. You possibly got here because you're worried about the feelings of the gender-folk, but you have feelings, too, and your feelings, safety, and sense of reality matter just as much as a man who calls himself Zooey.
 
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