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That Funeral troon story is fake I mean there might have been a funeral and dead aunt, but it didn't go down like he said.
1: He starts off the story by establishing that he was a "victim" having run away from his parents like he's an escape slave.
2: He's only close to his siblings yet then mentions that his aunt who he is also apparently was close to died.
3: Everyone thought he looked like his mom BULLSHIT.
4: Uncle thinking he had nice skittle titties. Remember he mentioned never having gone under the knife meaning he probably doesn't even have bolted on fake tits just some moobs and these things are what creepy uncle are drooling over.
If his family was as conservative as he said so bad he ran away from them and went no contact and he comes home for a funeral after 5 years in full troon mode their response would have been "WTF are you doing you come home after five years just to make a mockery of your aunts funeral." Not hey nice tits.
God their fake stories are always the same they want to be a victim and lusted over at the same time no wonder they have rape fantasies.
Yeah, any story that checks every box like that is definitely fake. You got the tragic backdrop, the escaped from my oppresive family sob story, and the creepy guy who wants to have sex with you for some reason.
Additional nastiness about his claim. The rectum may exude enough mucus to help excretion, but in no sense is it "self lubricating" enough for penis insertion. Which is why anal sex always requires lube. So it's not just the smell.
Goddam. Fucking with this configuration of troon junk must be painful for both parties.
Are you TIRED of being perceived as conventionally attractive? Have you considered your own mental health and thought “I wish I was obsessing over parts of myself I can’t change which nobody else notices?” Wish you could have a years long schedule of surgical procedures to look forward to? Bored of your gestalt matching the “real” you? Are you getting too much sexual attention from people who want to fuck you?
Ask your doctor if GENDER TRANSITION is right for you!
No troon tale of alleged triumph is ever free from deception (including self-deception), but I don't necessarily reject that it can have some factual basis as the starting point for the fantasy.
It's definitely possible the uncle said "nice tits" (or something of the sort),
Yes, the story as a whole is a melange of autism, confabulation and laying it on really really thick.
Just spotted this on Bluesky. An anonymous tranny has written to the EHRC to complain about the behaviour of its chair Mary-Ann Stephenson who apparently chuckled repeatedly during her recent parliamentary audition.
Here is his profile. I swear they are made in a factory somewhere:
Got a standard response (which was good of them at all - since they are not a membership organisation, they didn't need to answer).
Telling that the person doesn't provide her full name - clearly not her first rodeo.
Thingy is not best pleased by the answer:
Has anyone here watched the whole session? I'm guessing Stephenson chuckled at the usual suicide treats by proxy and claims that nobody can tell who is what sex...
I (transmasc, 25) am starting a new job at nonprofit next week. My presentation has changed a lot over the years, I'm on T and have a big ol' beard, but I enjoy wearing both masc and feminine outfits. I was planning on wearing a more feminine outfit for my first day of work, but I'm worried that will set a precedent of people seeing me as a woman. I feel like announcing my pronouns to cis people to every person I meet would suck, so I'm thinking about wearing a pronoun button. Do people still wear these? How do y'all feel about wearing them in the office?
The pronoun pin makes you more likely to get misgendered usually. tyyyypically you got a beard past the teen stache phase they'll just take you as a gay guy. If you do get clocked or misgendered it'd be a little awkward but just make a weird face at them or something to make them second guess themselves
why would you wear feminine clothing if you're so obsessed with being a masculine man that you start permanently alter your body with testosterone? it's like some part of her is fighting back against the insanity
Got a job a month ago and recently met a lady there who was temporarily stationed at a different store location. 30s, very openly a lesbian. We were chatting very casually when she asked me that, saying she could tell when I raised my voice to imitate a meme. We were alone, so she didn’t put me, but her celebration of having „figured me out“ made me uncomfortable. She added that she loves trans guys but….I don’t like that label. I know I am. But I just wanna be a guy, not a trans guy. Might be a me problem, but is it justified that I feel hurt or put off by that small interaction? Like I just don’t trust her now. I’m stealth, I look and sound masc. just this one interaction makes me feel like I shouldn’t ever raise my voice or loosen up. I’m sure she meant well but damn that was annoying.
How does one even react in such a situation? I just went „…yeaaa, oh nooo I was clocked! (In a sarcastic tone)“ and then moved on with a different topic. Do I just say no next time that happens? Since she was queer I didn’t want to lie and say no. I’m not sure.
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We were alone, so she didn’t put me, but her celebration of having „figured me out“ made me uncomfortable. She added that she loves trans guys but….I don’t like that label. I know I am. But I just wanna be a guy, not a trans guy. Might be a me problem, but is it justified that I feel hurt or put off by that small interaction?
Like I just don’t trust her now.I’m stealth, I look and sound masc. just this one interaction makes me feel like I shouldn’t ever raise my voice or loosen up. I’m sure she meant well but damn that was annoying.
Got a job a month ago and recently met a lady there who was temporarily stationed at a different store location. 30s, very openly a lesbian. We were chatting very casually when she asked me that, saying she could tell when I raised my voice to imitate a meme. We were alone, so she didn’t put me, but her celebration of having „figured me out“ made me uncomfortable. She added that she loves trans guys but….I don’t like that label. I know I am. But I just wanna be a guy, not a trans guy. Might be a me problem, but is it justified that I feel hurt or put off by that small interaction? Like I just don’t trust her now. I’m stealth, I look and sound masc. just this one interaction makes me feel like I shouldn’t ever raise my voice or loosen up. I’m sure she meant well but damn that was annoying.
How does one even react in such a situation? I just went „…yeaaa, oh nooo I was clocked! (In a sarcastic tone)“ and then moved on with a different topic. Do I just say no next time that happens? Since she was queer I didn’t want to lie and say no. I’m not sure.
I can see how lesbians might be into certain pooners if they come off more as turbo butch than genderblob, but the second they go downstairs they’re going to want off that crazy train.
No lesbian wants the abomination of what T does to a clitoris, plus IMAGINE THE SMELL.
Consider your bat signal answered, my friend - and I'm even being extra nice and honoring your specific request, so please find enclosed non-stop seething, malding, shitting and crying about troons, poons and the people cursed with the miserable blight of being related to them!
I too my sister about my transition weeks ago in private and she said she supports me and loves me no matter what. I finally came out publicly last night on my social media and she gone full 180 sending me this text:
“I’ve been thinking about this for a few weeks, and I need to be honest with you. I love you and support your happiness, but I’m struggling with the idea of you being something you’re not. It’s fine if you’re a feminine man and want to dress feminine, but it’s important to know that nobody was born in the wrong body, including you! You’re perfect the way you are and the way you were born. I think it’s unsafe to transition and I’m worried about your mental and physical health. I love you and care about you, and you’ll always be my brother and always welcome in my life regardless, but I want you to be careful about what you’re doing to your body and mind love you!” This is so hurtful not only because she’s making it sound like I’m wrong for transitioning but also the fact that she took back her support. That or she never supported me to begin with. What should I do or say?
Only months after his wife gave birth to their second son, a closeted tranny finds himself publicly humiliated when he discovers that his wife turned to r/Catholicism for support over their now-crumbling marriage. Interestingly, OP made a different post about this originally but 1) didn't get the sympathy he wanted and 2) feared that others might find his wife's post if he shared it word-for-word, so he deleted it and uploaded this one in its place; sadly for him, we at Pickle Laboratories are always working on state-of-the-art technology for digging up what Redditors don't want others to find, so you can see his wife's post over here, which shows that his paraphrasing is wildly melodramatic and makes her sound like a much more brutal soul than she is. But it's a tranny, are you even remotely surprised by his tenuous grip on the truth? Link | Archive
sorry if not allowed or if rambling/venting..
need genuine guidance. i want to preface - i don't want any crusading, nor do i want this to actually come back to me. i am.....genuinely hurt right now, and at a complete loss. i have no energy, either. it's just....i guess this is just is what it is. i'll probably delete this later.
i'll.....i'll just show what she said. not going to list the subreddit, nor the username. it's kind of blown up, with like...a *lot* of comments on it that i probably shouldn't have read. PARAPHRASED SO THAT PEOPLE CANT FIND THE ORIGINAL POST:
I’ve been married for about half a decade, and my spouse and I have two children together. He was raised Christian, but he is not Catholic, and our marriage was never blessed in the Church. At the time, I believed our values were close enough that we could make things work. Over the years, though, I’ve felt more and more drawn back toward my faith. I’m not pretending to be perfect, but I carry a lot of guilt about the state of my marriage spiritually, and I know I made choices that were not in line with what the Church teaches. Recently, my husband told me he is questioning whether he may actually identify as a woman. I feel completely blindsided. We just had another baby a few months ago, and I feel like my entire life and family have been shaken all at once. I know this may sound extreme, but part of me feels like this is some kind of punishment from God for not marrying a Catholic man and for not doing things the right way from the beginning. I feel lost, guilty, scared, and broken — not only for myself, but for my children too. My husband is a good father and has provided for our family, and I don’t want to erase that. But I also don’t know whether I could still love him romantically or as a husband if this is the direction things go. Does feeling that way make me an awful person?
i've.....i've done everything right up to this point. well, almost. being the sole income, and being there for everybody 24/7 (active parent, trying to be kind and understanding...all that)...and trying to improve myself in every possible way. taking all criticism and trying to turn it into positive change, and its because i love my family more than anything. they deserve that.
over a long period of time, i built up the energy, or strength to explain something that i've been struggling with but haven't been able to quantify/qualify properly. i wanted to tell her my feelings, as it's been eating away at me. not that i even wanted to do anything ABOUT that. i wanted to have.....just an open conversation about it. respectfully.
i do know that bringing something like this up suddenly is a lot. and i respect and understand feeling hurt, and everything else. but i've just......the reaction has been pretty nuclear. irl, and now...this post. and the comments.
saying things that are genuinely vile. or true? things like saying i should be beaten with a bible, exorcised. even waterboarded. and then just other ones calling me an.....nsfw addict and that i am deeply troubled. it's rough, as the post trended pretty hard.
i already retracted everything at this point to her, and might never come back to this part of me. everybody's safe....i'll focus on myself. career, family. i think that this part of my is meant for another life, after this one is lived to the fullest. i hope.
there's more, if anybody has questions. i don't know.
A MTF's child is so embarrassed by his mere existence that they requested he stay home from their graduation ceremony in order to avoid admitting to their friends that their dad is a great big lunatic in lace. Link | Archive
My child texted me today asking me if we could celebrate their graduation in private, rather than me attend the ceremonies at their school.
I get it! Kids are mean. I don’t potentially want to turn my child into a social pariah once it gets out that they have a trans parent.. but this is about the worst I’ve felt about myself in my life!
Just needed to vent. I’m sad!
Speaking of men who can't stop bringing dishonor upon their kids, here's another one who acts as if he was forced to troon out as a response to aggressive testicular cancer even though nobody said "lacking balls" meant he had to start dressing up like a lady. Thankfully, his sons are aware that he's a weirdo and don't play along with it - which he suspects is due to his ex-wife's disapproval rather than assuming that maybe his sons just think he's embarrassing with or without her influence. Link | Archive
So, my two boys 8 and 13.. came for the summer yesterday.. I asked them if I looked any different since last visit (3yrs hrt).. they said "still look like a dude.." I just smiled and tried to hide how much it hurt.. then my 8yr old continued, explaining to me how "You cant change your gender.." I transitioned 3yrs ago after being diagnosed with agressive testicular cancer.. my body rejected the artificial T and caused a near stroke.. my choices at that point were radical orchi and die from No hormones within 2yrs or take Estrogen and live another 10-15?? I cant "detransition" ... So what did I do all of this for?? Im just hurt.. and dont wanna look like a "dude" for the rest of my life!!
To make peace with the loss of their loved one to the trans craze, a crossdresser's clan holds a memorial service in his honor while he's literally still alive, which bothers him for some reason despite the fact that OP openly embraces being totally estranged from them otherwise. I love how trannies are always so back-and-forth about deadnames and past selves and the idea of having killed who they once were because it seems to seriously piss them off when you operate like they really did die. It's very "no take, only throw" of them, wanting to completely reinvent themselves but also despising anyone who doesn't gleefully celebrate their rebirth... downright maddening! Link | Archive
So I've long since left my family. I live on the opposite coast, don't have any family ties here, ect. I've been out for a long time now at this point, and thought I'd finally come out to my extended family since my parents already figured it out. Anyway, they had a bit of a meltdown. I don't care, I knew they would, but the part that gives me pause is that they're planning a memorial for my pre transition self? Like, a full on funeral. I've heard of people grieving you while you're still alive, but I don't think I ever expected this specifically
A dood is nearly driven to Gothic romance levels of insanity when she can't stop obsessing over her wife's sexual history, which sends her into such uncontrollable jealousy that she fantasizes about physically maiming every man who ever touched her partner in the past all because she can't knock her up like a true and honest lad would. But don't you dare think of judging OP for her intense neuroticism unless you're willing to admit to every dark thought you've ever had yourself, because apparently it's totally normal to be so viciously spiteful towards men you've never met that you dream of putting them in SAW-style torture chambers for the crime of sleeping with a woman casually! Link | Archive
For context there’s a lot behind the dysphoria/general depression I feel towards this subject. For starters my wife is older than me we met when I was 19 and she was 24 (we’ve been together a bit over 3 years) our relationship is perfect and I have no complaints this is entirely my own internal conflict but, it is genuinely keeping me up at night at this point and, I don’t want to make her feel bad or shameful about it (more than she’s already voiced that she does) but I need to talk about it somewhere. I was a virgin when I met my wife, never gotten farther than second base and it was only one time, my wife in the other hand had several very shitty boyfriends and a lot of hookups, she’s told me several times that she regrets her past and she wishes she hadn’t had so much meaningless sex so young and that she was just filling a void with sex because it made her feel desired and she felt very unloved at that time in her life. But it still frequently bothers me, that she’s slept with so many men who didn’t even love her. To me sex has always been a lot more than just sex, so someone being so casual about it doesn’t compute to me, I understand that it meant nothing, but to me it’s incapable of genuinely meaning nothing, to me sex has never been anything but a very intimate and meaningful experience shared only with the one woman I’ve ever loved, it’s sacred, it’s safe. And the thought of someone else not only knowing how that experience feels with my person but having been able to have traditional sex in the process. I hate knowing that even after three years of marriage I know the only dicks that have ever been in my wife weren’t my own because I simply don’t have one.
It’s made worse by us trying to have a baby, especially knowing her ex got her pregnant and didn’t want the baby. He left her, and she unfortunately lost the baby before full term, but just knowing that I can’t get my own wife pregnant and another man that didn’t even want a family with her did haunts me, I feel inadequate, like less of a man for it.
It puts this knot in my stomach just thinking about the fact that they’re out there, knowing things about my wife I don’t even know and never will, that I’ll never get that form of intimacy and they did. It’s bad but sometimes I fantasize about hurting them, horribly and terribly, to make myself feel better, wishing I could go back in time and dispose of them before they ever crossed her path, they weren’t worthy, they all hurt her in one way or another, or simply used her for short term satisfaction, it disgusts me, and I don’t know which ones bother me more, the meaningless throw away sex that feels like someone vandalizing a masterpiece, or the ones that were more, the ones that meant something in the way I mean something, the ones that weren’t all bad.
A huge part of it is definitely just my bottom dysphoria, it bothers me that I can’t have a “normal” sex life, I can’t just get hard and have sex or attempt get my wife pregnant even if it fails. I will never get that, they did, they got that and they got it with the only woman I’ve ever loved, it feels like being cheated on before I ever met her.
I know it’s ridiculous and jealous and unhealthy, but I can’t help my thoughts so if you’re gonna judge me think about the top five worst things you’ve ever thought of and then shut your mouth because we all live in our own internal hell, mine just comes with a never ending onslaught of intrusive thoughts like these. I just want to know if anyone else feels any of these feelings, most of the time I take simple comfort in knowing I’m not the only one. And if anyone would like me to expand on anything here feel free to put a note and I will elaborate I haven’t slept and I’m rather delirious and worked up at the moment. (Also I’m autistic so have grace with how dramatic I am, I know I overreact, I also don’t want me to be doing it)
Think trooning out is a mostly white phenomenon? Think again! This Asian dude has all the fetishistic gumption of his white counterparts when he tries to set his life on fire all for the sake of chasing after bimboslut hypnogooning, but his wife is less acquiescing than chalkier chicas because she essentially told him he's not doing anything irrational until his kids are grown up. "What's the point then?" He whines impotently, claiming that such expectations are merely just "a bigger closet" and that now he feels "trapped" as he promised he wouldn't abandon his children just to troon out. But what's a girly girl trapped in the body of a 30something Asian bloke to do? Link | Archive
Early 30s, East Asian, a wife and 2 very young kids. Currently on the US west coast.
My egg cracked about 4 weeks ago — late-onset, and it hit like a truck. I lost ~10kg in less than a month and eventually I couldn't take the pressure of hiding it anymore, so I came out to my wife a week ago. She accepted the reality of it, but with conditions: I'm not allowed to do anything that would out me as trans to anyone else. Skincare, light makeup, longer hair, gender-neutral clothes — all fine. But nothing actually feminine. No HRT, no dresses, no FFS, no she/her.
On top of that, she says she might be okay with me transitioning once both kids are grown up — so in roughly 18–20 years. Like… wtf? Transitioning in your 30s is already hard mode. She wants me to wait until I'm 50+ and do it on nightmare mode? I'm guessing she googled it, found Caitlyn Jenner, and decided age doesn't matter. She also brought up her parents' trip to Thailand watching ladyboy shows — which I read as her hinting at how our families and friends would treat us.
So now I feel trapped. I love her and my kids, and I promised myself before coming out that I'd never be the one to walk away. But everything she's laid out just sounds like a bigger closet — basically being asked to boymode indefinitely. No medical steps, nothing even remotely feminine. What's the point then?
This is one's a long one, but honestly very much worth a read as it's a great example of how people paint transitioning as a way to escape depression, apathy and insecurity only to realize they've wasted thousands of dollars and undergone dozens of unnecessary procedures all on a pointless lark. Highlights include OP being a useless homebody that his parents grow to resent for achieving literally nothing with his life, his personal fixation on his lack of big hentai boobies and his mother begging him not to travel to South America to spend $30,000 on a surgery that changed nothing about his appearance - which of course, he did anyway, and now he's mad at her for being correct when he just assumed she was being a hater. And to this day, OP's still a shlubby loser with bitchtits, so now he thinks the only solution is suicide, thus proving just how vital and life-saving these procedures really are! Link | Archive
Post is not aimed to promote self-harm, but to discuss uncomfortable and important topic in good faith (hope as civilized as possible) If you are struggling with mental health STOP reading and LEAVE this post, this is for people who are ready to discuss touchy political subject.
Main general question 1: At what point (if any) should assisted suicide be available specifically for trans people who cannot find peace neither as gender assigned as birth or through transitioning?
Main personal question 2: How likely I am to be approved for DIGINITAS or MAID
-Answer with
a) Never, specify why not
b) Under certain conditions, specify when and why
c) Other answer idk tell me to fuck off or something, whatever suits all is good.
You can also tell me get therapy/get a life, but i don't really care about generic answers like that
Context:
In my personal opinion, any chronic long term condition makes you eligible.
As long you underwent through standard stuff like therapy, meds (SSRI, HRT and whatever applicable) for say 2 years
Government and even society as whole actively making it impossible to medically manage your health condition that brings such damage to your life without giving you legal option to opt out - is sadistic period.
You are prisoner of your body and law, but they say we are free.
They claim we have right to life, but what sort of life what quality of this is mere existence than actually living if some of us can't cope either by being closeted or out trans, especially being visibly/non passing.
We don't get right to die apparently, cause even if you attempt and fail you get sanctioned for who knows and you can go through even more trauma as being forced fed meds or force detransitioned.
Say you tried repressing being trans as they want you to do as society, it is miserable you rot and you can't function life goes by. You decided eventually that life is worth nothing and is a burden and you attempt to fix it by transitioning.
Sometimes it cures your problem, other times it simply doesn't work HRT, surgeries etc.
nothing is helping you to relieve your physical and/or social dysphoria. Some people are still able to cope with distractions and hobbies that are not trans related, but some do not. Dysphoria is like a depression affecting your daily functioning and outlook on life, not always treatable if HRT, surgeries or whatever else don't work as intended
Long bit, my story - you can skip and just answer questions if you don't give a damn about my testimony why I am tired of trying now.
Childhood,
As a child I always had fascination with girls what they do, how they look more than I would notice boys? Childhood was generally bliss boy or girl was good times for me cause brain not developed yet to comprehend the world enough
Just didn't share to any of my friends or parents my secret that I so admire girls that would be cool to experience what is it to be one too. So I just get on with boy life and fantasize about girls and culture.
Teen hood on other hand I never could make friends as a teen, as people could always sensed something different about me or strange. Rejected by boy groups, being seen as freak for trying to socialise with girls. Ape mob mentality.
Always jealous of girls, they get to do this and that and don't get beaten the shit by your peers by liking a doll, wearing that top/tights etc. They get to have a body that I don't and I just stare at mirror and feel indifferent at best/replused at worst and fantasize how it would be to have boobs, vagina instead.
They get to go to that prom or school party dressed up whatever, if you try to do the same you get called a fag and get bullied for rest of the school or assaulted.
You try to date a girl to conform to social pressure, but it doesn't work - you just don't know how to behave to even attract one. So you are loner without either friends or gf.
I didn't get to tell my parents about my feelings, my parents and grandparents were Christians and openly mocked trans and gay people in front of TV. If I felt the need to dress up as a child you do it once your mum is out, cause if she catches you oh boy belt to the ass or you get taken to church for talk.
I hide my secret to therapists or parents, but my parents take me to therapy anyway cause they clearly see this is a depressed child.
I collect my mental health diagnoses like Pokémon - MDD, GAD as youth
Adulthood
Okay I grow up school is over. School sucks for most people right?
It is as an adult you thrive and grow, wrong. As an adult, still loner maybe one or two friends that are as odd as you
Really though all wanted to do was be left alone to suffer, high school fucked me up so much I preferred introverted life now staying away from people including away from family.
This was my peace and cope.
I do usual stuff try to get a job, play computer games here and there, go to gym to try to make myself feel better about body I don't like.
And..... that's it no excitement no drive to try anything just do bare minimum and lock yourself in the room.
My relationship with parent worsens, because I can't control frustrations of being unfulfilled and they also had their own expectations I couldn't fulfill.
I try date here and there, of course it fails cause I don't know how to attract a girl
Do this two three times fail fail fail, then stop trying.
Hey, maybe you are gay? Eh... not really I don't really go out and ask guys out either.
However, I bet most of my former classmates and family suspected I was gay for failing as a dude to meet usual social expectations for men
Grandmother, sister, brother 'If you don't do that you won't attract girl, when you getting married... etc etc
I just give some basic half assed answer and move on.
Life keeps going by, I collect even more mental diagnoses by 25 BDD, schizoid tendencies and some other bullshit. fed me multiple meds to numb me down.
Do some talk therapy, but all this is just meh not reality made to make you feel happy more to numb you so you don't rope.
Transitioning
I will just keep it short cause we already have such a long post - if you want my story so much, ask me to write a book okay?
At 25 I crack, life was bullshit I don't enjoy any of this why would I want to do this for next 50-60 years and cope with this body & constant thoughts of jealousy and being social reject
I come out to mum, yes I was still living with her at 25 cause if you are depressed looser usually you are broke to nove out too. It doesn't go well, she starts crying and transphobia comes out - but I am numb, I am so numb I didn't care what happens next cause numb emotions was survival for 25 yrs.
She is passively aggressive for next 1-2 of my transition, tries to plot against my back tells me how I never be and so on.
As for transition itself, I am from UK so waiting lists here are like 10 years - so DIY it is.
For 1-2 years however, I was able to afford private provider so I went with them.
I am optimistic, yeah you heard from such doompost I just posted above, I was optimistic that my life would actually improve once I get through this cause that's what I wanted since small child.
I start doing usual stuff investing money heavily to laser removal, patiently wait for HRT changes and come out to my best friend who was like wtf, but yeah sure I accept you I guess.
I do lot of reading what to expect out of HRT, talk to trans people both online and irl - which was big step cause I am introverted so don't like going out at all. I get inspired by wonderful posts how much people life improved, beautiful transformations with smiling trans people and I am like WOW.
I exchange photos with other trans people to discuss progress, saw how even more manlier people than me actually got amazing results so let's be optimistic right?
Life going to finally improve I think just need to wait it out and keep learning what's needed to function as woman I wanted to be. First red flag I noticed, my breasts weren't developing as fast as other trans people
3-6 months still flat as tabl;e, just puff nipple - hey you gotta be patient girl, everybody develops at different pace!
6-12 months, wait still no A cup while other people telling me they already getting to B and C cups? Hmm, I guess I just need to be patient more cause private provider says my bloods are all good so just trust me.
I got some skin softening and smell less like BO, so something is working right?
In the background, obviously not close to passing at all 6-12 months in just some queerdo dude - but since this dude is obviously just flamboyant gay we embrace it as society, not so much those trannies.
Everything all good 1 year is nothing keep doing your laser, keep trying some andro wardrobe and you will see results like your online and irl peers. You still getting sired, but hey people polite to you even if they stare from other side of walkway
1 year hits obviously no a cup still and not much changed body wise, just gentle skin changes and growing your wonderful locks.
Well maybe ask your provider to change dosages OK they change we will add prog it will help you as well (red flag adding prog before tanner3)
1-2 year hey... you look different younger and your hair is lovely occasionally someone even understand you are a trans person and will 'madam' you out of politeness those who are not so supportive will give you death stare - but hey fuck them.
Spoiler still don't pass thu
2 year...... well I see by 2 years some major changes suppose to happen like my peers are getting? I am still getting madam and sometimes sir/they, so something must be working right?
But, why I don't have aa tits and my face looks still manly, is HRT working to make me finally passable or not?
I drop private provider cause they expensive as hell for broke person like me
DIY then I can get dosages I need to really get results!
I also go for FFS cause you know your face is masculine so be realistic, you need it babe )) Just drop 30 000 dollars here in your life savings and fly to Argentina alone and promise your live gets better cause all those photos and posts you saw FFS will help you if HRT sucks
convinced me maybe I need surgery route to be happy and to pass.
So I go... my mum's attitude changes dramatically she is terrified I will get BA and FFS done there. She begs me not to go, I go anyway she cries like I am going to frontlines of war.
Surgeon promised, 'Darling it will be wonderful, don't worry' - why should I not trust I saw photos of other people passing after this right. so maybe I have a chance.
Just pass over your life savings poor girl and watch, ok.
<drumroll> eh something changed, but I still see my face kinda?
Let's be positive it's just swelling once that is done it's going to be great. And honestly let's schock you again, IT WAS GREAT - all those men that were assholes that harrased now opening doors for me, trying to carry my bags, everyone is suddenly smiling at me - not single misgendering for a year, both because out of politeness and I was actually cis to some less observant ones.
Hey so life is going to great now that you have done this surgery right?
Well that's what I thought, but my mum was warning me she didn't see that much change
I thought she was transphobic cause of her attitude in early years
3-4 yrs on hrt fantastic, HRT results were fucking shit - but at least surgery and work I have put into clothes, hair, voice and legal stuff will make this everything work out?
It was best as it gets truly, time I had hope now just need to save up for srs and you will be comfortable to finally live this life
4 years 1 year post op, magic wears down you know FFS didn't really changed enough? I start getting treated just like I did in first two years of transition stares, avoiding contact, 'hey that's a man', passive aggresion
my paranoia grows and I start to isolate again.
You can sense every stare on you, every dude thinking wtf?
Conclusion
30yo transexual, who's transition is failed and is chronic loner only cope is to hide away now in mummy's childhood bedroom cause you didn't developed either as a man or a woman properly to function in this patriarchy capitalistic hell.
Why did I bother, why did I bother flying to other side of the world
spending all my savings on surgeries and drugs just to end up in the beginning?
All 5 years of being considered freak of nature to just reward you with default state
Now my health both physical and mental is done for, I cry daily when I see my reflection.
If I can defeat my mirror dysphoria, people will quickly remind me they think I am a freak. I can't be happy as a man, I can't be happy as woman cause I can't transition properly
Why the fuck do I have to carry this burden, what you suppose to do when you tried everything and nothing is enough? No therapy, no transition, no detransition, no repressing, no distractions NOTHING makes all of this worth it.
Please government if you won't fund further attempts at healthcare and surgeries for second, third, fifth ffs to make this bearable, won't allow me to legally function at work or in the public without being a punchbag AT LEAST fund me assisted dying at this point, please.
I don't want to carry this burden anymore and I regret putting money into FFS than into DIGINITAS, so my mum won't have to find ,my brain matter on floor one day
Tran plans, God laughs: Finally, a TiM makes the mistake of talking to his sister's pooner ex only for the ex-partner to turn right around and let his sister know that he's joined the Brotherhood of the Questionablly Legal Hentai; as they haven't talked in years due to the sister's alleged TERFery, OP is now concerned that the revelation of his transition may threaten his Machiavellian machinations, as he was only considering reconnecting with his relatives at all in order to take advantage of their financial support. Looks like you'll have to figure out another way to get your mitts on their money, boyo... Link | Archive
story is super long but i've been transitioning for 2 years, fully pass, yet no one in my family knows since we all live in different countries.
i got kinda drunk one night and decided to check up on my sister's ex. my older sister is a terf butch lesbian and i remember bonding a lot with her ex(then)girlfriend until i was like 13yo. they ended in really really bad terms (partially because he came out to her) and my sister told me the story when we talked for the last time around 2 years ago.
i decided to dm him to both catch up and for advice in regards to coming out to my family as he knew a bit more about how they would react. i said "hey it's (new name that's kind of similar to my deadname), i'm ur ex-gf's sibling and i transitioned two years ago. no one in my family knows, etc etc and i just wanted to reconnect" and sent him a pic. turns out that the first thing he did was send a screenshot of my message to my sister, whom i haven't talked to in two years, and whom he hadn't talked to since his transition.
our relationship has always been kind of rocky since she's 10 years older than me and had a rlly rough childhood due to my parents being really homophobic and her coming out as a lesbian at an early age. she's also really transphobic.
i'm terrified about what could happen next. she just sent me a screenshot of the message i sent to her ex, and said "why even bother hiding, we know everything" and i'm terrified about her telling the rest of the family, even though it's inevitable. i don't speak to my family but this ruins any possibility of ever reconnecting with them, and i'm in a complicated financial situation at the moment which had me considering talking to them again. i guess not.
Have any of you ever shared a vehicle or otherwise been trapped in a small space with a T'd up pooner? I have. And not in a tiny vehicle. Her in the very back of the SUV, me in the front.
It's body odor, but so powerful that I forgot my manners and exclaimed WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SMELL, as one does, because it's a nice car and it was concerning. It's a smell you can
taste. You've got a tuna water left out in the sun aspect, that is akin to super gnarly neglected vagina, mixed with a smell of old sweaty hairy ball cheese. It's entirely unique, it is
overpowering, and it does not dissipate. She stank up my house, my car, my office, my living room. Having said all that, I highly recommend smelling it once because it's so unusual.
Have any of you ever shared a vehicle or otherwise been trapped in a small space with a T'd up pooner? I have. And not in a tiny vehicle. Her in the very back of the SUV, me in the front.
It's body odor, but so powerful that I forgot my manners and exclaimed WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SMELL, as one does, because it's a nice car and it was concerning. It's a smell you can
taste. You've got a tuna water left out in the sun aspect, that is akin to super gnarly neglected vagina, mixed with a smell of old sweaty hairy ball cheese. It's entirely unique, it is
overpowering, and it does not dissipate. She stank up my house, my car, my office, my living room. Having said all that, I highly recommend smelling it once because it's so unusual.
Have any of you ever shared a vehicle or otherwise been trapped in a small space with a T'd up pooner? I have. And not in a tiny vehicle. Her in the very back of the SUV, me in the front.
It's body odor, but so powerful that I forgot my manners and exclaimed WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SMELL, as one does, because it's a nice car and it was concerning. It's a smell you can
taste. You've got a tuna water left out in the sun aspect, that is akin to super gnarly neglected vagina, mixed with a smell of old sweaty hairy ball cheese. It's entirely unique, it is
overpowering, and it does not dissipate. She stank up my house, my car, my office, my living room. Having said all that, I highly recommend smelling it once because it's so unusual.
Science has advanced. There should be a scenario where scientists from China would create a new kind of compound that can completely eradicate the nastiest of smells including the smell of bacterial vaginosis in a trans male on T so that queer-owned businesses from the west coast could create gender-neutral douches (the monkey's paw is that using it gives pooners a high risk of vaginal cancer).
Complete loony troon, "Rebecca" Ruhlman, loves to rant on social media. He was banned on Twitter before Bluesky was even a thing and when the leftzis were in control. He's now been banned on Bluesky and his rationale for this is amazing:
He's clearly used to getting banned from places because he setup an alt account on Bluesky way before he started getting suspended on his real account.
Who knew Bluesky was overrun by nazis, both as users and admins? I wonder how long the alt account is going to last. He's likely setup querdcast2 by now.
Something about attractive, well adjusted men (and women) trooning out is particularly sad and confusing to me. You can kinda get why autistic or ugly people would troon out in a misguided gambit to make themselves happy, more attractive in some way, or cure their insecurity- "I have nothing to lose so why not"- but it's baffling why this dude, who was unironically in the top percentile of men lookswise and seemed to be in very good shape, would ruin himself like that just to sort of pass as a chubby mid woman but only in pictures at certain angles. The coom, I suppose.
He wrote "So now I feel trapped. I love her and my kids. . . ." I've heard a few women say "my kids" especially if they don't like their husbands (or ex-husbands) and of course I've heard men and women say 'our kids," but I don't think I've ever heard of a man saying "my kids." Of course he's a troon, so of course he's narcissistic. But this is over the top.
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