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Dolly Brooks said:
Dystopia is when no free titty skittles and government-issued gooncave! Nah but for real though, I wish I could reach out to these parents and warn them because he fits the profile of someone who’d kill them and then himself
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It's funny you said this. I was thinking the same thing I wish I could track down his parents to warn them about this guy. Because this dude definitely reeks of someone who would off them then himself. I was about to utter the phrase I might touch the -stuff- but remembered Josh hates that phrase and has the board set to translate it to poz my neghole lmao
Kujo Jotaro said:
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This is a great example of a bullshit post. It's a transbian writing this to try to convince any "straight" trannies to consider just being a transbian. I've written about this a few times. It's very similar to the trannies who will post pretending they're a lesbian woman who suddenly discovered trans girls are actually the best lesbians ever. It's bullshit. It's comical. And you see it's massively upvoted. Transbians need validation badly and desperately want every other troon and every real lesbian to not just accept them, but prefer them. I will always laugh that the one person who actually wants them is the chaser, and they DESPISE them.
 
Mrs. Sai Moon said:
There's no way these poofters don't have grapefruit sized hemorrhoids from the dragon dildos they shove up their mangled bussies. Just consider your morning shit your daily period. They could even stick a cup their ass to catch the blood idk. Even better, shove a few tampons up there and try and leave them in for a week or two. Just a real girl!
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I know we don't have our real identities associated with the things we post here but I wouldn't have minded if you kept that thought to yourself.
 
31 Black said:
Bluesky Account (He seems very active, naturally)
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Oh for crying out loud...
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Really not helping the all trannies are gooners allegation, are we?
 
Dolly Brooks said:
I can usually cure myself of this by reading their post history, but sometimes it just gets more depressing.

I guess the euphoria boners aren’t enough anymore.
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>I figured I must be a pervert
It really is fortunate that other well adjusted people convinced you that you are in fact well adjusted yourself
 
Mrs. Sai Moon said:
There's no way these poofters don't have grapefruit sized hemorrhoids from the dragon dildos they shove up their mangled bussies. Just consider your morning shit your daily period. They could even stick a cup their ass to catch the blood idk. Even better, shove a few tampons up there and try and leave them in for a week or two. Just a real girl!
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I was a fool for thinking this thread was safe to read while eating. This gave me a mental image I really did not need.
 
DSHK said:
Most of them are autistic so if you ever run into a "female" online that has typical male nerdy autistic interests its usually a tranny.
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As a real female into imperial rome and computer shit and metal, the horrors never end and they really do dominate everywhere they spread. Saw a ss of a neopagan reddit tranny bitching about how someone said TIMs can't be vestal virgins a few days ago.
 
Mrs. Sai Moon said:
There's no way these poofters don't have grapefruit sized hemorrhoids from the dragon dildos they shove up their mangled bussies. Just consider your morning shit your daily period. They could even stick a cup their ass to catch the blood idk. Even better, shove a few tampons up there and try and leave them in for a week or two. Just a real girl!
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Okay, that’s a horrific thought but now I wanna know if you can get TSS from that. Medfags?
 
Ground Cinnamon said:
As a real female into imperial rome and computer shit and metal, the horrors never end and they really do dominate everywhere they spread. Saw a ss of a neopagan reddit tranny bitching about how someone said TIMs can't be vestal virgins a few days ago.
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I've talked about it before in this thread, but I can relate. It sucks because in my male-majority interests, it's full of troons. In my female-majority interests, it's full of pooners. Can't escape anywhere you go if you have autistic hobbies. I complain about this a lot on here but being in online communities is hard when you have to play along with progressive shit just to participate.
 
Hopefully everyone and their family had a lovely Halloween - and I certainly hope you haven't spoiled your appetite for sweets, because few sweets are sweeter than tranny Ls!

Cursed lineage: when a TiF's parents refuse to respect her pronouns - or her TiM son's - she cuts them off in righteous indignation, only to be forced to come crawling back when her wallet keeps coughing up more flies each time she opens it. Notably, she feels burdensome for both asking her family for money while also playing ball with her and her kid's stupid gender nonsense, too, which would make ordinary people collapse from the sheer ingratitude of such a request, but I suppose multiple generations of troonacy do not indicate good stock.
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I don’t know how to navigate this​

Me and my oldest daughter have been transitioning for 3-4 years. I recently cut off my parents for like a couple months because they were constantly misgendering and deadnaming me and my trans child. I asserted myself and continued to fight for my name/gender and my mom dismissed it cause my stepdad is old. My stepdad is 80 but he’s not senile.
We don’t live close enough to visit every other day/week anymore and we didn’t speak as often, but I had an issue financially that I needed my family for. They couldn’t help me but I figured since my mom called me her son when I stopped responding that she’s trying. I cut them off in May. I responded back in September. She slipped up a lot but my stepdad same issue.
I am neurodivergent and I have cptsd I can’t just talk to them about my feelings cause they were constantly dismissed and I was punished for it. I hate hearing my deadname and my kid’s deadname and pronouns and most of my family don’t try either. I’m already withdrawn from them but I’m not in the slightest financially stable and I at times ask my mom for help. It’s becoming the only time I talk to them is financial and I suck it up cause I need help. They weren’t good people when I was young but now that I have kids, they’ve become less aggressive.
My sister who I cannot even stand but she doesn’t think she does anything wrong and cut her off for those reasons, says I’m burning bridges, but I’m not even being respected so I took myself out of the equation. I hate that I can’t speak up for myself. Cause now my kids are just like that too. Im not happy with my life and my kids lives but feel like I’m just a burden for not being financially independent enough to live and being a burden for not wanting to be deadnamed and misgendered.
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Not quite so civil a servant: a French tranny is brought to tears when an employee at the city hall considers his lady costume so badly done that they just can't abide by trying to change his documentation over his feelings. This one is rather milquetoast except for the fact that it ends with an absolute anime supervillain line which seems wildly disproportionate to the situation, but that describes trannies to a... T! Ha ha ha. (Please withhold your tomatoes.)
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While presenting helpful, the City Hall's employee invalidated me​

This morning, I went to the city hall of my hometown to ask for my surname to be change. I had all the papers required for the registration of my file including an attestation from a colleague (most city halls in France ask for this kind of proof in order to evaluate the legitimity of the procedure, even if the law says absolutely nothing about it).
The first employee checked my file to see if the really required documents were there. She made me wait and her chief came back with her. And there, that is what still upsets me, her chief starts to explain me that my file has not enough attestations and that even if I talked about my dysphoria and that not being able to use my chosen name prevented me to change my ID or receive my mail, my motivation is not noticeable enough.
Secondly, she tells me that i don't present fem and that I don't have any photos, she also invalidate me asking why I wrote I am a transfem, I had to explain to her the difference between gender identity and gender expression.
And last but not least, even if it's totally illegal, she told me that maybe I could give as a proof my HRT prescription. And all of this, was according to her, to help me because the district attorney would reject my file with so poor proofs. I almost cried of such humiliation from her.
Cis people like this woman should enjoy their so called supremacy in this world, one day they will have to face us all.
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A man answering his midlife crisis by going from Santa Claus to Mrs. Claus finds his Christmas card list dwindling when those in his social circles have no interest in his reindeer games.
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Losing friends: i knew it would be hard, but not that hard​

So it's been 18 months i started my transition. I knew it would be socially challenging, that not everyone would understand my transition and transition with me in terms of our friendly relationship. But being 44 and having some friends since childhood, i expected a measure of support from them.
How wrong i was about that.
99% of my friends are gone. Some have even been cruel in finding ways to try to humiliate me. I really don't get it. I have done nothing to them.
So, like so many of us, i find myself extremely isolated, having to rebuild my social life from scratch. It feels daunting. And it's painful.
Did you experience something similar? How did you surmount it?
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Pipsqueak problems: a shorter-than-average fella that dresses like an ordinary woman instead of like a heaving-breasted goth goddess has concerns that between his unpopularity on Discord and his particular flavor of autism being underrepresented among troons, he may continue to be unlucky in love even with his fellow prison gays - er, "transbians." I almost envy posters like this; what must it be like, to be so unburdened by actual problems?
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Can't imagine ever being not unwanted; too terrified to hope, even as a prospective lesbian in T4T​

I am spiraling and dooming hard-core about this as I incur more of the emotional effects from HRT. This is stuff I thought I had made peace with before.
Honestly, when I look on paper, logically, I don't think there is really any significant reason why I would do poorly with T4T. I keep coming up with potential reasons such as I am not the right type of neurodivergent, not popular in the trans Discords (but not enough IRL data yet though I seem to be liked socially in the surface at least), I am too short which will trigger other trans women's dysphoria, I am very submissive and so are most other trans women, and not alt at all and very normie in my style taste which isn't seen as cool or queer enough for some people perhaps. And perhaps even some others.
But while these may indicate some impact on my pool as a whole, once I consider them and have asked about them in some posts, no one thinks really that any of these would restrict my options excessively to the point where it will be unviable. And keep in mind, I do live in a progressive mega-city and even open to temoorary long-distance within the country (though I could not be the one to relocate most likely).
The more that I think about it, really, what's happening is that my mind is way too afraid to hope and way to rejection-sensitive to even consider trying.
I have it so deeply ingrained in my psyche that I will forever be unwanted from historical experience trying to date women pretending to be a cishet man, even though I did experience one relationship. I was otherwise, almost entirely chronically rejected before egg-crack.
The way I see it, at least I can say then I had an excuse before for being unfit, due to dysphoria, not fitting into cisheteronormative expectations much at all, for nearly all of that time not knowing I am autistic, and on top of being short. However, if I meet the same fate in the long run in T4T too, then it will feel like I really have no excuse this time and not have much left in the way of other options to consider either and there is something fundamentally wrong with me.
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Pooner pop-off: for once, a Jaxon Frog gets the upper-hand over an Alice when she puts him in his place over her menstrual pain - something that he is the only one in the group with no experience having. Naturally, this makes Alice feel bad: "I'm just so sad that I can't fully understand that pain," he writes tearfully, "and have to feel like a half-girl." You know, normal people don't yearn to suffer just for validity, right?
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DnD venting​

Feeling a little dysphoric rn. Found that posting here tends to help a little
I was playing DnD a few hours ago with my friends. DM is a trans man, all other players are cis women.
DM was struggling a little and we all check on him to make sure he's alright. He told us he was on his period. However, in mentioning it, he singled out that I'm the only one who doesn't understand what he was experiencing.
I know they suck, but I get massive dysphoria from not getting periods. I know he probably didn't mean to hurt me, and that he was in pain and probably feeling a little dysphoric too, but it hurt so much. I'm just so sad that I can't fully understand that pain, and have to feel like a half-girl.
Thanks for reading, just needed to vent a little. Hope you all have a lovely day
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Though this MTF decides to detonate his life in pursuit of his fetish, even he admits that his family still loves him and wants him to have a good future with the traditional goals of love and success. This one is interesting to note because many troons 'n' poons actually report having relatively accepting families in terms of homosexuality or bisexuality, but the troon curse is a bridge too far pretty universally for these types. Dude, your mom didn't even call you a sex pest for wearing women's underwear in front of her - maybe don't look a gift horse in the mouth on this one?
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I came out to my family, and unfortunately, it's not going well.​

I'm a new poster, but I've been lurking for a long time and finding resources through this subreddit.
As for the title: I thankfully haven't been disowned or kicked out of the house. But I feel like I've been put on a podium that I can't escape from.
My mom reacted the worst. She's been crying whenever she looks at me, saying that me coming out was a nightmare and she thought 'it'd never happen to her'. I feel bad for her. I really do. I wish I was born a woman so this would have never come up. She's been dealing with so many problems of her own, and I've added onto it by accident. She believes my friends manipulated me into starting HRT, that I've been hanging with the wrong crowd, or that I'm too immature to be making this choice.
I'm 23.
She still loves me, but won't see me as her daughter.
My brother had our talk today. It was basically a dressing down and wanting to understand why I made the choices I did. He doesn't agree with it, and likely won't ever see me as his sister. It's apparently gross to him that I'm growing boobs. I know I'm not the greatest person out there, but that kind of stung.
He still loves me.
My family hates HRT. They were okay with me being gay (i'm bisexual) or wanting to wear feminine clothing (my mom didn't like this when she found out). I've been on E and T-Blockers for 4 months, and the changes are starting to show. I showed up at home with the first bra I picked up, and my mom noticed immediately. I'm not in a position to leave the house, and I want to be able to be myself around my family. But I'll probably have to boymode for as long as I can.
EDIT: Things kinda got worse? My mom wanted a longer conversation about things, and began to berate me on having no romantic future, that anyone who would like me would be focused entirely on sex and nothing else. It was kinda hurtful, but I hope she's still just lashing out.
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This is a long one but a good one if you're a fan of the "wives leaving shitty tranny husbands" genre - this one includes additional highlights such as the husband downplaying what a slovenly pig he is, how his wife played nice to his face only to lawyer up pretty much immediately and how he was forced to admit to his parents he's a retarded tranny because he had to explain why they were divorcing. And now he gets to sit in his filthy apartment all by himself because he decided titty skittles mattered more than his marriage! Delicious.
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I still feel like I have a lot of bitterness towards my ex after we divorced​

For context, I came out to my wife at the beginning of the year as trans and we split shortly after.
My now ex wife and I were high school sweethearts, went to the same college, and got married shortly after while I was in professional school. I had a couple years where I was struggling in school due to ADHD, but I think a lot of it had to do with our home dynamic as well. Basically everything that I did or failed to do was becoming a bigger and bigger issue for her and she would talk down to me while I was at home. I constantly tried to be a better partner for her while also studying for exams and I just did not feel appreciated. During this time I was struggling, I went to a therapist and began taking meds, which kinda helped me get my thoughts in order and I began to realize that I wasn’t happy as a man. I asked her one night in bed if she would still love me if I was trans, but I literally froze up and couldn’t speak after that because I had been so terrified of having that conversation. We talked about it again a few days later and when I told her everything that had been on my mind, she cried and I told her that I had written a letter to her about everything, since when I speak I often stumble over my words and struggle to say what I really mean, but in writing it’s much easier for me to be deliberate about my words.
She wrote her own letter to me a few weeks later that boiled down to this being a huge shock to her and that she didn’t know if she could continue being my wife anymore. I suggested couples counseling and assured her that I was still me. However, she also just took her letter as an opportunity to continue to complain about all the things that I wasn’t doing in our relationship (which if I’m being honest was mostly little things like leaving my socks out or leaving dishes in the sink, which I was actively trying to improve on and I didn’t really feel like had a place in the conversation we were having). We talked briefly about her letter, but then after that we just stopped talking about it. I wanted to give her space to process things, she got a work book for partners of trans people, and I would occasionally say something like “hey you’re welcome to ask me any questions you have or talk to me about it”. It went on like this for about 2 months of us just living uncomfortably like this, all the while me trying to keep up with school.
Finally I just said “hey this is something we need to talk about” because I began to notice that she was distancing herself and had stopped saying “i love you”. So we began having a conversation about it again, albeit over text message, since again it helped us to write things down, but I also felt like I couldn’t get her to talk to me otherwise. She left town for spring break and we continued our conversation, and at one point she said “it would change everything, like how people saw us and who would stay in our lives”, which I responded by saying “I know this is not what you meant by that, but you saying that makes me feel like I’ve just been an accessory to you to show off to others if you think that is everything our relationship is.” She took heavy offense to that and cited that as her last straw, then basically just sent me a text that said “I want a divorce. I don’t see this working out anymore.” I sobbed and stopped talking to her after this. I truly considered ending my life at this point (shit with school had already been pushing me towards these thoughts, and this was absolutely not the first time I had considered it). When I was finally able to get back to our home state a couple weeks later and talk to her face to face about it, I couldn’t make any progress to change her mind and she asked if we could still be friends. I said yes at the time, but then she drove all the way back while I was doing a rotation in our hometown and moved out in a day without talking to me about any of it. She then hired a lawyer and had them draw up everything, again without my input. After a couple months, our interactions were limited to just her asking for me to bring certain things back to her from my apartment and asking me for medical advice for our dog (that she took with her btw) which made me mad since it just made me feel like her on call vet.
After some time I realized I didn’t want to be friends with her. While I was still upset and felt broken, there was also a sense of peace at home without her there. She often didn’t treat me like a partner when we were together, constantly talked to me in a way that made me feel like an annoying roommate, and kinda just ditched me when I was in a place that was actively hostile to trans people (very red state) with no support system (for context: part of me struggling in school led me to being held back a year, so all of my friends had already graduated and moved on with their lives at this point). Frankly I was livid with her. I felt like I was kind of forced out of the closet to my parents and hers since I had to tell them why we were getting divorced, and I didn’t want them to think that one of us had cheated on or abused the other. At this point I didn’t want to be her friend anymore; I felt like I had been begging her to treat me as a friend when we were together and was instead treated like a burden to her. I told her in June of this year when I had a chance to go home and speak to her again that I couldn’t do it and that I think it’d be best if we didn’t talk to each other anymore.
It’s been about 5 months of that and it all really hurts still. I know I didn’t handle everything in the best way, but I really did try to think about her and her feelings while I was processing my coming out, whereas I do not feel like I got that same courtesy from her. Everything we talked about circled back around to how this all affected her and she barely asked me anything about what I was going through. I feel like I hate her, which is not how I want to feel, especially for the person that I was in love with for nearly 10 years. I feel like a shitty person for being so angry about everything still. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that I felt like I was pressured into getting married, but despite that was trying to better myself for her because that’s what I promised I would do as her spouse, and I didn’t feel like I got any of that in return. I feel like I got left in the dust when I opened up to her and now I’m stuck in an apartment that I still feel her presence in daily. I really got the feeling that she just didn’t like me or who I am, and that me coming out as transgender was more of a get-out-of-jail free card for her more than the actual reason we split up. I just feel bitter and angry and sad about everything and I guess I’m just venting into the void to see if anyone else is going through the same thing.
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Ain't got no alibi: pooning out has left this li'l dood feeling U-G-L-Y especially after some random dickheads holler at her and a friend as they drive by. While I believe those who holler at you from passing vehicles should endure a very dreadful bout of laryngitis to understand that a voice is a privilege and not a right, I'm surprised OP is not feeling affirmed by being called a slur.
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Ever since becoming a man, I’ve felt uglier​

I hate that I think this, but I guess yesterday kinda confirmed my worst fears?
I’ve never been super attractive — I know that. I don’t get approached or anything, which is something I both am frustrated with but also relieved. I’d rather not be perceived at all. But as a woman, I felt as if my soft features, round cheeks, and semi-long hair made me okay. Again, not too pretty, but okay. Now that I realized I’m trans, I cut my hair. Not too short or anything — it goes to the middle of my neck. Sometimes I love it. And other times like yesterday, I hate it.
A few friends and I were walking downtown, and we were looking for our car. That’s when a car zoomed next to us and yelled “yall are so ugly! Fucking faggots.” And zoomed off laughing. It took me a while to process it, and that’s when I got super angry. My friends didn’t seem to be bothered by it, so I couldn’t show my frustration and had to laugh it off like “oh, were they talking to us?” But still now I’m so frustrated and honestly sad.
I feel like my soft features just make me a masculine woman, and I hate it. Or it just makes me ugly — my cheeks are too round, I don’t have a strong jawline, and my chest is still prominent. It feels like I’m an ugly dress up doll. Or like a potato head figure where you mismatch all the pieces and create a monstrosity.
I’ve never cared much about my appearance since I never thought I’d live this long due to mental health. And everyone just feels so “human.” It makes me ill — like every single feature is analyzed until I affirm that I’m just going to die alone because of how ugly I am. I can’t even wear a little too big comfy sweater without it exaggerating my size and chest.
Sorry, I don’t know what the purpose of me writing this is. I guess I’m wondering if any of you experienced similar feelings/thoughts, and how you cope with it? I don’t know, just general advice how to get over it. I’m starting to restrict my calorie intake, and have just generally been more depressed ever since.
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Candidate No 7 said:
Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is what they diagnose victims of massacres, sex slavery, terrorism etc... that can't move on. I am going to take a wild guess here that this is a self-diagnosis.
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Eh, I agree theirs is likely self-Dx, but it can also be found in people with ongoing abuse or extreme neglect in childhood. It’s a stupid name they give it, but it’s to differentiate from “simple” (meaning single-cause or single event) PTSD, the normal kind.
 
Candidate No 7 said:
Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is what they diagnose victims of massacres, sex slavery, terrorism etc... that can't move on. I am going to take a wild guess here that this is a self-diagnosis.
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I was under the impression that PTSD was a one and done residual, but lasting trauma... while cptsd meant that the trauma has not stopped and keeps reoccurring, retraumatizing the person like it's the first time all over again, every time it occurs.
 
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HalTurner said:
I was thinking the same thing I wish I could track down his parents to warn them about this guy. Because this dude definitely reeks of someone who would off them then himself.
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Good point; probably something we're going to be seeing more of, as the situation wears on.

Nearly all of the famous family annihilators were men who were hiding a lost job or a failed university attempt from their family and ran out of lies, with a few who were just blatant failsons being supported by family who wanted to kill the golden goose and get a lump sum.

All these troon NEETs out there being supported by family, with online-only socialization that's other troon NEETs who jump to "murder all transphobes" rhetoric. They're dependent on older parents who can't keep up with the pronouns or dare to talk about vocational training/their plans to retire.

It's really at the point where Mom and Dad's doctor should screen for this yearly. Do you drink, do you have a gun in the house, do you have a hulking, resentful failson with stripey socks living in the guest room?

And if so, there should be a preprinted pamphlet to hand them.
 
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