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bouquetnine
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Playing with hormones fucks with people. Who ever saw this coming?! It would be interesting if there was a hormone cocktail that would make these people normal. Chemical conversion therapy. The troons that mutilated themselves would ree so hard but it would be for the best for the people saved from this insanity.Guess which one?
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Oh but for us it is normal. Don't worry be happy.
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deermeat
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Where are all these transphobic gays hanging around, other than KF?? I want my community back. Unless hes just reffering to gay men.
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She's terrified of men:
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I want to make friends with cis guys but i csnt cus for some unknown reason im subconsciously scared of them. Its gotten so bad to where im literally scared of my own FAMILY MEMEBRS. No i don’t shake and quiver around cis guys. But literally whenever i see my dad or uncle i flinch. (I love my uncle) idk what to do i try to befriend them but ig im indimdated or something?? I immediately begin thinking about how much im jealous of them and how I probably don’t fit in whenever i hang out with one.Idk what to do but ik i need to MAN up
I want to make friends with cis guys but i csnt cus for some unknown reason im subconsciously scared of them. Its gotten so bad to where im literally scared of my own FAMILY MEMEBRS. No i don’t shake and quiver around cis guys. But literally whenever i see my dad or uncle i flinch. (I love my uncle) idk what to do i try to befriend them but ig im indimdated or something?? I immediately begin thinking about how much im jealous of them and how I probably don’t fit in whenever i hang out with one.Idk what to do but ik i need to MAN up
I'm not going to comment on what I think happened to her, it's so obvious.
bouquetnine
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They're out there, but they have to hide their power level because of how eager the trannies are to harass anyone that opposes them.
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If wife has any sense she will be making an appointment with a divorce attorney the next day and making sure he isn't left alone with the kids.
bouquetnine
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Yet when I tell people I'm "scared" of trannies they call me a bigot. None of my past experiences matter, I only seem to hate them because I'm a terrible person. Which is yet another reason why I hate them.She's terrified of men:
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I want to make friends with cis guys but i csnt cus for some unknown reason im subconsciously scared of them. Its gotten so bad to where im literally scared of my own FAMILY MEMEBRS. No i don’t shake and quiver around cis guys. But literally whenever i see my dad or uncle i flinch. (I love my uncle) idk what to do i try to befriend them but ig im indimdated or something?? I immediately begin thinking about how much im jealous of them and how I probably don’t fit in whenever i hang out with one.Idk what to do but ik i need to MAN up
I'm not going to comment on what I think happened to her, it's so obvious.
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“They/theming trans women has become one of the most insidious pieces of transmisogyny on the web it feels”
I wish I could find that Tumblr post where OP whined that referring to a tranny without pronouns (i.e. by name) is just as *violent.* It’s all for control. That’s all it is. Deny them that control by not calling them she/her and it all falls apart.
I wish I could find that Tumblr post where OP whined that referring to a tranny without pronouns (i.e. by name) is just as *violent.* It’s all for control. That’s all it is. Deny them that control by not calling them she/her and it all falls apart.
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Pooners are so fucking funny.Idk what to do but ik i need to MAN up
I imagine women have the same response when listening to troons trying to skinwalk them, but pooners always just come across so overcompensatory and awkwardly inauthentic. As we all know, you're not a real man unless you sprinkle repeated nonsequitous references to the fact that you're a man into casual conversation.
Much like how troons leave you wondering if they've ever even seen a real woman before (much less interacted with one), with pooners you often get the sense that their only point of reference for how men behave is from watching Johnny Bravo.
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Humans are programmed to find sickness upsetting, we're programmed to find change upsetting, and we're programmed to find bad smells upsetting. When someone gets sick- really, really sick- their body odour changes, and the chemical by-products of their illness are unpleasant to the nose. If someone is really sick, you can smell it even if they're squeaky clean just out of the shower and are wearing fresh clothes.
If you find your own natural body odour changed to the point of it being upsetting, your body is telling you something. Listen to it.
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A perfect description.
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Possibly SA. Or maybe it's non stop trans/narc rumination dominating and causing static in her head wherever she goes.She's terrified of men:
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I want to make friends with cis guys but i csnt cus for some unknown reason im subconsciously scared of them. Its gotten so bad to where im literally scared of my own FAMILY MEMEBRS. No i don’t shake and quiver around cis guys. But literally whenever i see my dad or uncle i flinch. (I love my uncle) idk what to do i try to befriend them but ig im indimdated or something?? I immediately begin thinking about how much im jealous of them and how I probably don’t fit in whenever i hang out with one.Idk what to do but ik i need to MAN up
I'm not going to comment on what I think happened to her, it's so obvious.
Or it could be good old fashioned shame bubbling up from the depths. She can't face her father or that favorite uncle unselfconsciously because deep in her heart she knows she's workin' an absurd lie. A ridiculous, self serving lie that reflects badly on her and could alienate them. Or make them judge her negatively, (or worse, make them react to her patronizingly) which would be hard to bear since she cares about them and the true and honest relationships she has with them.
Prior to our modern era, shame used to keep alotta bad behavior in check. It's fallen out of use and favor because social progress types think it's not conducive to individual freedoms. But maybe it's still around in some conscientious hearts. (Guilt used to be felt in physical twinges too. So if it ain't shame, it may be guilt.)
countrybumpkin
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Based schizo, they are the best insulters. They really know how to get you.
He had this problem 5 years ago too, not ten years
More lamentations about transition. Despite transiting 20 years ago and being "stealth" he seems to have nothing but problems
You caused your own trauma! Ffs. This tranny got everything the cult said he needed and he's still not happy.
Even when he's gendered how he wants he has a breakdown
He has several other posts in his history about how much being trans sucks.
I’m devastated. I used to live as stealth for the past 10 years and decided to move back to my little Italian town once my mother died. I was grocery shopping this morning, no make up and sweatpants and as I was approaching myy house i noticed our village “crazy woman” (we have several of them, go figure why) shouting insults as usual at every pedestrian. I don’t know why but I was sure she was about to shout at me as well, I also know crazy people are usually the most upfront honest ones when it comes to physical judgments. Well she started screaming at the top of her lungs “u look like a men, u ain’t no woman” and for the first time in a decade I froze. I went through a full trauma response shut down, run to my home and inspected my body for an hour straight. Well I guess she was right. My shoulders are larger than my hips and although I had a shit tone of work done to my face, u can still tell I was born a boy from my body proportions. Now I’m wondering if all these years I was just lying to myself and all it took to bring me back to reality was a crazy homeless woman. I’m shattered. I’m scared.
He had this problem 5 years ago too, not ten years
Being clocked after years of passing
Hi everyone, I’m new here even if I read all the post everyday but never replayed. I’m Italian so excuse my grammar in advance. So, I’m a 30yo mtf, i did my srs 10 years ago and my lower ffs 2 years ago. I always passed, even before full transition. Expect for a few time, counting on the fingers of the hand, I have been clocked. In Italy especially in Rome people are really direct and spontaneous, so when it happened it was always like “hi, are u trans?”and u can imagine how broken I’ve felt inside. The years passed by, Ive had relationship and one night stand with men never disclosing my pass, I guess u can read me as a stealth tg women. Expect a few times I’ve always managed to keep my past hidden and never gave full disclose to the men or the job colleague. Yes, I ve always being embarrassed and not totally proud of what I am, but that’s me, and I guess I’m the right to live as a stealth. So today all my world collapsed. I was parking my car and as I was hopping out a men approached and asked me if I was a transgender. I froze. My mind went blank and the only word that came out of my mouth was a NO. He then had the audacity to take a whole look at my body and asked me “are u sure?” In an aggressive manner. I’ve felt humiliated and triggered. Just one question and my whole world was in doubt. I’m questioning my passing privileged, I’m questioning my choices and if I have to do more surgeries. Long story short I don’t wanna leave the house anymore. All my sacrifices for what? For being clocked by some strangers in the middle of the street? I feel stupid, I feel embarrassed and like someone hurted me. Yes I feel hurt. I ve realised that no matter what I do I’m always at risk of being clocked for the rest of my life. Has anybody experienced this type of harassment? How do u manage to go back to your normal self? I feel like now everybody knows and that my life is over.
Edit: I just wanna thank the many many people who replyed and made feel better. I don’t have transgender friends, for my personal choice. U made me feel understood for the first time in a really long time. It’s hard out there, it’s hard living as stealth and I’m now questioning my life choices. Just thank u for the kind words and suggestions
Hi everyone, I’m new here even if I read all the post everyday but never replayed. I’m Italian so excuse my grammar in advance. So, I’m a 30yo mtf, i did my srs 10 years ago and my lower ffs 2 years ago. I always passed, even before full transition. Expect for a few time, counting on the fingers of the hand, I have been clocked. In Italy especially in Rome people are really direct and spontaneous, so when it happened it was always like “hi, are u trans?”and u can imagine how broken I’ve felt inside. The years passed by, Ive had relationship and one night stand with men never disclosing my pass, I guess u can read me as a stealth tg women. Expect a few times I’ve always managed to keep my past hidden and never gave full disclose to the men or the job colleague. Yes, I ve always being embarrassed and not totally proud of what I am, but that’s me, and I guess I’m the right to live as a stealth. So today all my world collapsed. I was parking my car and as I was hopping out a men approached and asked me if I was a transgender. I froze. My mind went blank and the only word that came out of my mouth was a NO. He then had the audacity to take a whole look at my body and asked me “are u sure?” In an aggressive manner. I’ve felt humiliated and triggered. Just one question and my whole world was in doubt. I’m questioning my passing privileged, I’m questioning my choices and if I have to do more surgeries. Long story short I don’t wanna leave the house anymore. All my sacrifices for what? For being clocked by some strangers in the middle of the street? I feel stupid, I feel embarrassed and like someone hurted me. Yes I feel hurt. I ve realised that no matter what I do I’m always at risk of being clocked for the rest of my life. Has anybody experienced this type of harassment? How do u manage to go back to your normal self? I feel like now everybody knows and that my life is over.
Edit: I just wanna thank the many many people who replyed and made feel better. I don’t have transgender friends, for my personal choice. U made me feel understood for the first time in a really long time. It’s hard out there, it’s hard living as stealth and I’m now questioning my life choices. Just thank u for the kind words and suggestions
More lamentations about transition. Despite transiting 20 years ago and being "stealth" he seems to have nothing but problems
You caused your own trauma! Ffs. This tranny got everything the cult said he needed and he's still not happy.
Hi yall, English isn’t my first language so I’m sorry for my grammar in advance. Long story short: I’m 37, transitioned when I was 18 and did my srs at 20. Ffs and other work done in my 30s. I’ve been living as stealth for the past 15 years but come to the conclusion I feel more comfortable disclosing my past in recent years. I’ve always suffered from depression since I was little, dysphoria for me began around age 9. Like many others I used to go to bed and pray to wake up as a girl every damn night.
Even though I was able to transition, to pass, to have boyfriends and regular job I never truly felt complete. I’m now realising the traumas I had to endure just to be myself probably destroyed me.
Here’s a little psychotic list:
Accept form an early age u are born in a wrong body.
Go trough psychotherapy for endless years just to cope with it.
Go trough a public transformation from boy to girl.
Takes hormones (forever) to modify your body.
Go trough a 7 h surgery and a 2 month painful recovery to have the genitalia u were supposed to be born with.
Go trough another 7 h surgery to have the face u were supposed to be born with.
Start dating only to realise u have to disclose u were born a boy. Proceed to fall in love only to be told they want children. Rinse and repeat.
Being rejected multiple times for “not being real” (true story)
Worrying about being clocked every second of your life.
Worrying about being assaulted and/or murdered every time u leave your house.
I mean, is this enough? Isn’t crazy? What we all have to endure just to be ourselves. All this trauma has taken a toll on my body and maybe I suffer from ptsd now. I just can’t function anymore and I don’t know how to deal with all my sufferings. I feel as lost as I was 25 years ago all over again.
A human being should never go trough this amount of trauma and I feel failed by life.
Even though I was able to transition, to pass, to have boyfriends and regular job I never truly felt complete. I’m now realising the traumas I had to endure just to be myself probably destroyed me.
Here’s a little psychotic list:
Accept form an early age u are born in a wrong body.
Go trough psychotherapy for endless years just to cope with it.
Go trough a public transformation from boy to girl.
Takes hormones (forever) to modify your body.
Go trough a 7 h surgery and a 2 month painful recovery to have the genitalia u were supposed to be born with.
Go trough another 7 h surgery to have the face u were supposed to be born with.
Start dating only to realise u have to disclose u were born a boy. Proceed to fall in love only to be told they want children. Rinse and repeat.
Being rejected multiple times for “not being real” (true story)
Worrying about being clocked every second of your life.
Worrying about being assaulted and/or murdered every time u leave your house.
I mean, is this enough? Isn’t crazy? What we all have to endure just to be ourselves. All this trauma has taken a toll on my body and maybe I suffer from ptsd now. I just can’t function anymore and I don’t know how to deal with all my sufferings. I feel as lost as I was 25 years ago all over again.
A human being should never go trough this amount of trauma and I feel failed by life.
Even when he's gendered how he wants he has a breakdown
Good evening yall, so I had my final round of ffs last year (forehead work, rhyno, lip lift and lipo) and everything went smoothly. I’ve always lived as stealth and although I’m pretty accustomed receiving compliments from times to times, since I had my ffs I’m feeling somewhat frustrated by the amount of sexual attention I get from cis men. I wear little to no makeup, here in Italy it’s pretty hot but I’m not going around naked. Knee short skirt, t shirt and flats, that’s it. I don’t know if it’s because the ffs really feminised my face A LOT ( so my friends says) but since i got it done I receive unwanted attentions every damn time I leave my house. I have low self esteem so I don’t consider myself a “hottie” or “gorgeous”, I’m really just a regular girl, I would blend well in a crowd. Well today something happened and I suffered a huge panic attack. Went out to do some groceries and I swear in the 30 minute I was walking (house to grocery store) 7 men (yes I’ve counted them) hit on me. Italians can be a lot to handle verbally but I’m used to it since I was a kid. This time I’ve felt violated. From the “hey gorgeous” (ciao bellissima) to the “damn u hot” comments my body started to profusely sweat and shivering to the point I had to actually RUN without doing any shopping at all. I’ve worked as a escort and this never happened to me ONCE. What the f just happened to me? It took me a little while to bring back my composure at home and had to repeat myself I was safe. I feel so violated and embarrassed I just want to spend the whole summer in my house.
He has several other posts in his history about how much being trans sucks.
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That’s hilarious lmao. If you can show them without potentially being discovered, then do so
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So this Troon is an idiot. You say 7 Italian dudes approached you, one after another, to flirt with you?Even when he's gendered how he wants he has a breakdown
This was a group of dudes who clocked you a mile away and decided to mess with you. While one was "Flirting", his buddies were definitely somewhere nearby, laughing their asses off.
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He's got some mental issues.
My body is finally giving up. (self.depression)
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Hey there, this is going to be a long and dreadful read and excuse me for my bad grammar. I’m Italian, born male but live as a woman for the past 20 years (surgeries and all at 18.) I live as a stealth meaning no one knows about me except my close friends and family. I suffer from depression since I was 8, only child of an elderly couple.
My life has been an endless repetitive cycle of abuse and trauma. My mother is an ex nun who escaped from the church at 35 and my father had Asperger, he died 6 years ago. They married at 45. My mother is a diagnosed grandiose narcissistic with borderline tendencies (diagnosis she always refused) who abused me since a was a child. She used to beat the shit out of me and/or encouraging her slave husband to do so if i dared to answer her incorrectly, spit on me, pour hot beverages on my head, whip my butt, etc. My father never defended me, not once. I used to wet the bed till I was 9. They managed to set my life to fail since the beginning. They lost all their money and savings by being scammed multiple times, lost two houses and in debt to this very day. I’m now 37 with nothing in my name. My gender disphorya began when I was little, preferring girl clothes and toys. I did all by myself, doctors, surgeries and psychotherapy. They somehow accepted who I truly was but always resented me for “having stolen their only son”. They both always used religion as a weapon against me. To this day she’s sure I will go to hell. My depression has always accompanied me for most of my life. Almost took my life at 17 and on antidepressants since 18yo. I had a job and a man till my father died and managed my illness pretty well.
Since my father died I’m the caregiver of my mother. She has dementia, she’s also partially blind. She’s the most spiteful and selfish human being I’ve ever met. Her entire family refuse to help me since she managed to destroy all her connections with them years ago. They just hate her. I can’t work, I can’t go out, she’s scared of being alone. I’m allowed to go out 1 h per day. In that single hour she calls me multiple times to make sure I come back home. She knows I’m suffering, she knows what she’s doing to me but just does not care. She treat me as she used to treat my father, a slave. Despite her dementia she knows how Italian law works. She knows she can sue me for abandonment and use to threat me every single day. I live in a cage with a monster and now my body is giving up. My cardiologist said my heart is about to fail for the amount of stress I’m suffering and I’m scared to die every time I go to sleep. Next years she should go the hospice care since our rent will expire in may 2023 and that’s my only hope.
submitted 1 year ago by Jungle_Julia01 to r/depression
Hey there, this is going to be a long and dreadful read and excuse me for my bad grammar. I’m Italian, born male but live as a woman for the past 20 years (surgeries and all at 18.) I live as a stealth meaning no one knows about me except my close friends and family. I suffer from depression since I was 8, only child of an elderly couple.
My life has been an endless repetitive cycle of abuse and trauma. My mother is an ex nun who escaped from the church at 35 and my father had Asperger, he died 6 years ago. They married at 45. My mother is a diagnosed grandiose narcissistic with borderline tendencies (diagnosis she always refused) who abused me since a was a child. She used to beat the shit out of me and/or encouraging her slave husband to do so if i dared to answer her incorrectly, spit on me, pour hot beverages on my head, whip my butt, etc. My father never defended me, not once. I used to wet the bed till I was 9. They managed to set my life to fail since the beginning. They lost all their money and savings by being scammed multiple times, lost two houses and in debt to this very day. I’m now 37 with nothing in my name. My gender disphorya began when I was little, preferring girl clothes and toys. I did all by myself, doctors, surgeries and psychotherapy. They somehow accepted who I truly was but always resented me for “having stolen their only son”. They both always used religion as a weapon against me. To this day she’s sure I will go to hell. My depression has always accompanied me for most of my life. Almost took my life at 17 and on antidepressants since 18yo. I had a job and a man till my father died and managed my illness pretty well.
Since my father died I’m the caregiver of my mother. She has dementia, she’s also partially blind. She’s the most spiteful and selfish human being I’ve ever met. Her entire family refuse to help me since she managed to destroy all her connections with them years ago. They just hate her. I can’t work, I can’t go out, she’s scared of being alone. I’m allowed to go out 1 h per day. In that single hour she calls me multiple times to make sure I come back home. She knows I’m suffering, she knows what she’s doing to me but just does not care. She treat me as she used to treat my father, a slave. Despite her dementia she knows how Italian law works. She knows she can sue me for abandonment and use to threat me every single day. I live in a cage with a monster and now my body is giving up. My cardiologist said my heart is about to fail for the amount of stress I’m suffering and I’m scared to die every time I go to sleep. Next years she should go the hospice care since our rent will expire in may 2023 and that’s my only hope.
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I know it goes without saying but
2 elderly parents with a history of mental illness. Traumatic and malsocialized childhood. It's the Borb combo!
that can't be right
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I'll bet he hasn't changed the sheets in months, and I'll bet he doesn't even use a sponge or a loofah or a washcloth to shower. I just know it.Guess which one?
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That appears to be part of the syndrome.I'll bet he hasn't changed the sheets in months, and I'll bet he doesn't even use a sponge or a loofah or a washcloth to shower. I just know it.
