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Weird how he never mentions the fact that he spent "far too much" money (his words, not mine) on a secret hoard of women's clothing that he kept hidden from his wife, and that his wife had already made it abundantly clear that she didn't want him to be trans, well before he came out to her:
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.”

Is he retarded, or just very selfish? Obviously it is a pretty big deal if he starts crossdressing 24/7. They will draw attention everywhere they go. People will judge them, including her entire family. You can blame society all you want, but it's a result of this lifestyle.

Of course, not even mentioning all the other problems (like the fact that she married him thinking he was a regular guy and he betrayed her). Only the obliteration of a normal social life is a pretty big deal. At the end of the day people want normalcy, you can just drag people into something completely out of the nromal and expect them to accept everything. The fact that he doesn't recognize this, or doesn't care says everything you need to know about him.
 
I am very submissive and so are most other trans women,
Oh, I get it, he just hasn't been moving in the right trans circles. You know, with the decidedly non-submissive, woman-punching, Gamestop-rampaging, public-screaming brickhons.

The 99%.
 
Is he retarded, or just very selfish?
Yes.

He's being a troon - latching on to whatever he can to make himself the victim and her feel guilty (and hopefully let him get his own way).
If she's smart, she'll bail, cause he ain't gonna change - troon slide (troonicide?) is a one way trip for nearly all of them.
 
Okay, that’s a horrific thought but now I wanna know if you can get TSS from that. Medfags?
It is possible, but quite rare; whilst the vagina presents the perfect environment for this awful ailment to occur, the anus/rectum/colon is a bit more of a harsher environment. To sum it up, you’d have to be an absolutely insanely filthy tranny in order for aggressive staph/strep to permeate those walls and infect the bloodstream (but given the tranny specimens we see on this site, it honestly wouldn’t surprise me, because they’re disgusting filthy mongs)
 
On the topic of CPTSD and DSM, just reminding everyone that some sick influential pedo literally invented a new disease out of thin air called "False memory syndrome" (wiki) to diagnose his daughter who accused him of rape, and founded an organization to do "research" on this totally real disease (wiki). It wasn't removed from DSM until 2019. Just have enough cred and money and you too can invent your own disease

You can extend that to modern soyentific knowledge about troonism which was mostly based on hogwash pushed by a single person named John Money. I wonder why trust in soyence is at an all-time low 🤔

Modern mental health industry does nothing except push pills for profit and give dipshits fake labels they can use to blame all of their shortcomings on.
 
On the topic of CPTSD and DSM, just reminding everyone that some sick influential pedo literally invented a new disease out of thin air called "False memory syndrome" (wiki) to diagnose his daughter who accused him of rape, and founded an organization to do "research" on this totally real disease (wiki). It wasn't removed from DSM until 2019. Just have enough cred and money and you too can invent your own disease

You can extend that to modern soyentific knowledge about troonism which was mostly based on hogwash pushed by a single person named John Money. I wonder why trust in soyence is at an all-time low 🤔

Modern mental health industry does nothing except push pills for profit and give dipshits fake labels they can use to blame all of their shortcomings on.
You make some decent points about the history of psychology and psychiatry. It’s worth noting that mental health research is about 100 years “behind” medical research. It’s just the nature of history that research was blocked and discredited until the mid-late 19th century. Before then, mental illness was still widely attributed to personal failings, sin and even demonic possession.

From then we had Freud and the early founders of psychology who just completely made shit up. From then, there were the behaviourists who actually did real scientific research, but with absolutely no morals about it - e.g. traumatising babies and baby monkeys. It wasn’t until the 1980s and 1990s that things really started to swing in the direction of modern research. By then, the DSM was already at its third publication and needed a LOT of work done.

The USA does definitely have issues with Big Pharma, but I would say that psychological research in the wider world is at a much better point now than it has been before, and is still improving.
 
Trannies will actively pursue a course of action their partner disapproves of, persistently try to persuade them about it, disregard any negative social consequences and doggedly pursue a long term objective (the continual satisfaction of their sexual paraphilia) and then claim to be submissive.

I saw a screenshotted conversation from a dude (not a tranny) a while back telling a woman to be in charge because he's submissive, she said no and he was like "do it because I'm telling you to". These men have a sexual fantasy mapped out in their heads and the woman is supposed to play her role in it according to the script that has been written for them. So they actually want to be in total control the entire time. If anything, these self-described submissive men are more authoritarian than how the average assertive man treats a woman. The lack of self-understanding is very deep.

In a relationship where this type of man gets what they want (a woman acting out the role for them), then I bet they are constantly correcting the 'leading' woman about how to do it properly even while they are satisfying their paraphilia of being in a submissive posture.
 
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PTSD is used to describe a one-time trauma event: if a woman is raped one time, for example, or someone's house falls around their ears in an earthquake, or is in a terrible car wreck. But some psychiatrists, like Judith Herman, Bessel van der Kolk, and others, started asking, "What if someone is traumatized not once, but is traumatized repeatedly over a long time, like some people in wars, like some people who are held in really bad conditions of imprisonment (think Middle-Eastern torture centers), like some people raised in extremely abusive situations? How might that manifest differently than someone who was traumatized in a one-and-done situation?" It's a good set of questions. Don't blame Herman or van der Kolk for Munchies and Pooners and BPD loons pretending they have it.
I'm not trying to disregard the theory behind CPTSD or invalidate the people unfortunate enough to be living with it, but rather I'm pointing out the fact that the only time you hear about these types of disorders, sadly, is when they are being discussed by BPDemons in relation to why they shouldn't be held accountable for consistently crashing out.

I also think the reason this term has become so popular in many of these spheres is that despite attempting to coopt PTSD into a more neutral disorder, people still see PTSD as the "saw some shit in war" disorder.
People just never truly accepted fat blue haired lesbians claiming that they have the same mental illness as soldiers coming home with their limbs blown off.

Now it seems they've moved to claiming CPTSD as a way to circumvent the general understanding.
 
A troon writes a wet-cheeked screed of hopes dashed after a surgeon tells him that he can't use fish flesh to get himself a true and honest vagina; when OP tries to insist upon it because "erm, well, cis girls use it," the surgeon remains steadfast in his expertise, leading him to utter despair. His disappointment was so amusing that it almost made me wish he could get it just to find a way to Jane Eyre his way into describing the misery of his complications, but I don't know if there's a tilapia guilty of wicked enough crimes to deserve a fate in a tranny's fauxgina.
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My vaginoplasty hope is gone 💔💔

Dear sisters, I am completely broken. I need to reach out, to scream into the void, because my one shot at peace has just been slammed shut, and honestly, the suicidal thoughts are getting louder every day.
Being trans is a nightmare. Being poor and trans? That's hell.
I finally got the consultation with the only surgeon covered by my national health system who performs the Tilapia skin technique. This was my one ticket out of this constant, soul-crushing dysphoria.
My physical reality is the problem: I have extremely limited penile material—barely 10 cm when stretched.
The surgeon performs both standard penile inversion and penile inversion augmented with Tilapia. However, due to my limited skin, he confirmed there is not enough material to create BOTH a decent neovaginal canal AND aesthetic labia minora/clitoral hood. I am forced to choose.
My plea was clear and logical for my body:
Use the Tilapia skin to create the ENTIRE vaginal canal (allowing for less depth).
Use my meager penile skin to construct a beautiful, aesthetically pleasing labia minora and clitoral hood.

I explained the brutal truth: my penile skin is almost completely numb (seriously, it feels like touching the sole of my foot). I told him I would be perfectly happy with internal sensation just from prostatic stimulation through the canal, and that my priority was the external aesthetic—to look like a woman.
He said NO.
He told me his protocol requires prioritizing a sensitive canal, which means dedicating the small amount of usable penile skin to the inside, sacrificing the outer appearance. I reminded him that in cases like cis women lacking a vagina, they use Tilapia alone, and his response was a cold: "Yes, but because there is no other option."
God. For me, using Tilapia for the canal is the best option, so I can have the vulva I crave. But because he sees another option—a painful compromise—I’m being denied the peace I so desperately need.

I don't want a full penile inversion canal. With all due respect to my sisters who choose it, I simply do not want my minimal skin sacrificed for internal use when I prioritize my external anatomy.
I am humiliated, I am rejected, and I am running out of fight.
My boyfriend is wonderful; he ignores my male genitalia, covers them with a pillow or a sheet during sex while he touches my breasts, but I am sick of it. Anal sex isn't just for gay men, but I'm sick of feeling like I have to perform sex that way, sick of every penetration being a reminder of what I don't have. I just want to feel like a normal woman, to have normal sex.
This surgeon was my only option that didn't require me to win the lottery. I don't have the thousands for private care. What am I supposed to do now? Just give up?
I need a flicker of light, a path to follow. Thank you for reading my broken heart. 😭
Another pity party from a TiM, but this one is about never getting a chance to live out your opportunity as a fun, carefree, slutty party girl like all the other lassies got to because he was too busy staying at home and being a boring man. Yes, I'm sure it was the fact that you couldn't trick more men into sex that's made you an intolerable dullard; if only you'd had such an opportunity, it would have provided very vital character development, I can see that.
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I’m in my mid 20s and I can’t stop mourning the wild years I never got to have

I’m a trans woman in my mid 20s. I started transitioning 2 years ago. Things are good, better than they’ve ever been. I’m finally feeling more comfortable in my skin, figuring out who I am, and actually liking what I see in the mirror for the first time.
But sometimes it hits me how much I missed. Everyone talks about their crazy teen years or early 20s, the parties, the stupid nights out, the flirting, the fun, the chaos. I never got to have that. I spent those years hating myself, terrified of being found out, trying to pretend I was someone else.
I see girls my age talk about all the dumb fun they had, and I feel this ache in my chest. Like grief. I wish I could’ve been one of them. Dressing up, going out, dancing, being seen as "her" even just for a night. My friends talk about crazy adventures, making out with strangers, having messy flings, just being free and exploring what they liked.
I never got to do any of that. I wanted to live those messy, loud, beautiful years so badly, and they just... never happened.
Back then, I couldn’t even imagine being seen as a woman. I avoided parties, clubs, dating, everything. I felt like I was watching life happen from behind glass. And now that I finally could be part of that world, everyone around me seems to have moved on. Everyone around me is getting serious jobs, relationships, planning their futures. I feel like I missed the window to just be young and reckless and free.
It’s not about wanting to live that way forever. It’s about never getting the chance to live it once.
I’m more happy now, I really am, but part of me will always wish I’d gotten to experience those moments as the girl I always knew I was. It’s also not really about sex itself, more about the freedom and self-discovery that comes with it. I just wish I had those years to make mistakes, to feel desired, to be spontaneous without all the fear and shame that used to control me.
Sometimes I lie awake just thinking about her, the version of me that never got to exist. And it hurts more than I know how to explain. I don’t know how to make peace with that.
A TiF's family reacts homophobically to her initial declaration of lesbianism, but they soften when they see her definition includes crossdressing men; still, they insist that because the couple is essentially "straight with extra steps," they make for a bad presence around young kids. What stuck out to me about this post was that despite wanting to be around her family, OP has no eagerness to see her male cousins because she would consider it "painful" to see them go through puberty. Maybe they're right to keep you at arm's length, OP - puberty is hard enough without an older cousin eying you covetously.
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My family says they don’t trust me around children because I’m trans

When I first was outed as being into women, they said they don’t trust me around children because I’m “sexually sinful.” Their logic was that if I’m sexually aberrant in one way, I could be sexually aberrant in any way, including being a pedophile. I have only ever been interested in women my age or older and they know this.
Now that I’m openly trans and have started dating a trans woman, they’re less concerned about me being sexually predatory towards kids since I’ve “straightened out and found a man.”
This hasn’t stopped them from accusing me of grooming her into being a woman to fulfill my “sick sexual fetish,” though. Now they say I’m not fit to be around children because I’m delusional for thinking I’m a man and she’s a woman, and will confuse kids because I don’t understand reality.
I haven’t seen my little cousins in years. I’m not dying to see them, especially since my male cousins were starting puberty when I last saw them and it’s painful to see them get to develop into men while I was robbed of that.
But it’s still agonizing knowing the reason for it. I don’t want to molest anyone, I don’t want to groom anyone into being trans, I don’t even want to discuss my gender with my family at all. I know they will never respect my identity. I just want to transition and still have a family. Is that really too much to ask?
Though she got the dream that all transgender moldy-oldies dream of - to have started pediatric transition before her body could even think of what a fertile future might look like - a poon still has trouble getting herself some 'tang and is considering hiring a prostitute to get the job done. Read this one carefully to see how revoltingly objectifying she is as she describes a trafficked woman she would hire to handle her malodorous muff; methinks that the "pooncel" movement shall rise to greater heights in the coming years. Can't wait!
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Wanting To Get Laid

I’m 22. I’ve been socially transitioning since I was 10, began blockers at age 11, and began testosterone at age 13. I’m also a virgin. I’ve been giving it a lot of thought and I want to hire an escort.
A friend of mine, who I shared this with, told me that if he was in my shoes he’d hire an escort to get it over with and that it would help boost my confidence in picking up women. Now I know that loosing my virginity isn’t a guarantee in me having more confidence when it comes to flirting with women or anything like that. I do feel that though if I had that confirmation that a woman actually does want me then, it would make it easier for me to talk with women I find attractive.
A lot of the psychological aspect of this for me is the rhetoric of “no one wants to fuck a transgender person” being stuck in my head when I see a woman I like and wanna hook up with.
Now logically I know this simply isn’t true, but realistically since I’ve never gotten laid before, I emotionally feel this statement has some validity to it.
I know a lot of people will say “you should wait until you meet the right woman…etc”, but I just simply don’t have the self confidence to go out and try and find a woman. Sometimes I even feel like sex is made up since I’ve never done it before.

I know that I’m running the risk of entering into the mindset of “women will only hook up with me if I pay them” but I’d much rather actually be able to have the sex that I think about all the time and pay for it than basically just waiting for the “right woman” to come along.
I know there’s a possibility I may regret this choice later. I just really need to get fucking laid. I’ve been wanting this for so long but when I was ready Covid hit and I had zero chance of finding a girlfriend to physically have sex with. After that I had a lot of other stuff happen that got in the way of me finding a woman to fuck.
I’m finally in a place and a position where it can happen and I just wanna get it over with and finally get to feel what it’s like to have someone get me off than continue to beat off every day wishing I could be with a woman.
I just feel like I’m missing out on something and that if I wasn’t dealt the shitty cards I was dealt in life like being trans and not cis. having bad anxiety, not having much self confidence, etc then it would all be different. I just wanna get laid and get the virginity piece over with and move on.
A wretched man thankfully destined for the ignominy of worm food seeks support from fellow psychopaths on r/4tran4 when he feels suicidal over the natural anatomies of his younger sisters. From the sounds of it, familial misogyny runs in his blood - he also makes allusions to wanting to kill his mother for impeding his ability to transition any younger.
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Worst part is they look like me ,if i never got raped by testosterone
No, they look nothing like you because you're still a man and even if you did transition younger you'd just look like a stunted child not a woman.
 
One and a half years HRT. But missing out on the full experience it seems. :lit:

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It feels really strange that I've yet to experience a single bit of Transphobia IRL. For context I've been on HRT for about 1.5 years now, and only recently have started presenting fem in public, and mostly when I'm having a day out with friends or family.

I've pretty much come out to everyone in my life. My siblings, my friends and Mom instantly accepted me, and to my surprise, my MAGA father (don't even get me started) has been nothing but supportive. Everyone from distant cousins to old acquaintances have been nothing but happy for me!

I just keep expecting...something. Like I don't think I pass particularly well, but legitimately everyone who's come up to me has either said I look really pretty, or complimented something about my makeup or outfit (I do get a couple stares from some old people, but I think that has more to do with the fact that I'm very goth in appearance).

Maybe it has something to do with me being in a very blue state, but it feels super weird to not experience any negativity. It feels like I'm waiting to hear a pin drop, on edge for a potential encounter that I have no control over.

I hope this doesn't come off as some sort of brag! I know that many sisters down in the red states are having a horrible go of things right now. I guess I should feel privileged? There are so many of us who would love to be in this position, and I think that makes me feel worse about the whole thing. Is there anyone who's experienced anything like this, or have I just gotten very, very lucky so far?
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I just keep expecting...something. Like I don't think I pass particularly well, but legitimately everyone who's come up to me has either said I look really pretty, or complimented something about my makeup or outfit (I do get a couple stares from some old people, but I think that has more to do with the fact that I'm very goth in appearance).
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Lots of discussion, lots of agreement.
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Almost 3 years in and very same. I’ve had creeps, I’ve even had a stalker, but not one single transphobic incident… and I live in the south…
 
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These trannies are juuusst self aware enough to realize that their simply gay men who are creeps towards straight men.

And saw this interesting comment:

moontearslady 13 points 18 hours ago*
To full disclosure is that I don't hate my transness. But I hate how I am treated because of it. I know I have credentials that go beyond my appearance and what was between my legs when I was born. Nonetheless, I am exhausted of having to conquer femininity like Hunter Schafer said.
I learn to put hopes down and live my life but deep down I know I want warmth of a man.
A generational gift from a woman is what sealed a marriage for most men who I have talked to. I don't deny the problematic nature of it. I still cried at night sometimes knowing if I ever love a man to my deepest corner, I will not able to cross that life and death experience and mark my love for him. And yes, our infertile cis counter parts face the same problems too. It's nuanced and this is more of a vent post.

Most of the comments are just self hatred of other men or jealous of pregnancy

I've always figured out the "wanting biological babies" part was just the politically correct excuse to reject trannies for straight men, to not outright say they would never date them because they don't see them as women viscerally. There is no shorthand of men who don't want children on the straight dating market, and I've never heard of infertile women having that much trouble to date.
 
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  1. Freya - Because Norwegian
  2. Ashe - Because gender neutral
  3. Meru - From childhood favorite video game. :christine:
Freya, Ashe, and Meru are okay names, but what about Lootko, Phertus, or Glarchy?

But sometimes it hits me how much I missed. Everyone talks about their crazy teen years or early 20s, the parties, the stupid nights out, the flirting, the fun, the chaos. I never got to have that. I spent those years hating myself, terrified of being found out, trying to pretend I was someone else.
I see girls my age talk about all the dumb fun they had, and I feel this ache in my chest. Like grief. I wish I could’ve been one of them. Dressing up, going out, dancing, being seen as "her" even just for a night. My friends talk about crazy adventures, making out with strangers, having messy flings, just being free and exploring what they liked.
I never got to do any of that. I wanted to live those messy, loud, beautiful years so badly, and they just... never happened.
So many transgender complaints about life come back to this: "I wish I were different than how I am." "I wish my life were different than what it is." They seem to miss the fact that the rest of the human race is also subjected to this. Who doesn't wish they were different in some way? I wish I had the keen intellect of Friedrich Nietzsche, the urbane manner of Stephen Fry, the exotic lifestyle of Indiana Jones, and the good looks of a young Alain Delon. However, I do not have any of these things. I can aspire toward some of these things in a limited way, but, past that, I just have to accept that my life is imperfect.

As far as this particular complaint -- "I wish my youth had been exciting instead of boring" -- I also think everyone harbors some kind of regret like this. Surely some of the people who spent their 20s on "stupid nights out, the flirting, the fun, the chaos," "making out with strangers, having messy flings," whom this writer envies, regret having spent so much time chasing sex, attention, and superficial thrills, and wish they had spent that time cultivating deeper experiences, skills, or knowledge. No matter how many people you got to drunkenly make out with when you were 20, your life will remain imperfect.

It really is the incel mindset -- telling yourself, "Life would be beautiful if only I could obtain [unobtainable thing]." I guess maturity consists in part of being able to acknowledge your own less-than-picturesque qualities instead of just seething at God about them.

Having 2 sisters is fkn ropefuel theres 2 wombyoungshits out there living normal lifes with free bottom surgery at conception and female voices and im here rotting waiting on this shitty medical system to allow me to live , i was homeless while they lived their teenage dream lifes

This pst is wrotened by anogry incel who creppy on he sistres sming doo dik yingboo poo yud
 
Troons name themselves either by the icons like Lilith; shit you'd immediately associate with minors like Emma or Luna, or something terminally online like Roxanna or god forbid, something even more gamertag esque. Same way pooners name themselves Jack or Vlad. The name of the misunderstood trailer trash character.
The AGP men give themselves names that sound like pornstars because they are so deep into degeneracy and goonerism that they believe the world is porn in real life, they are irresistible, and all women are horny lesbian sex dolls who exist to suck their girlcock. The AAP women give themselves names like the sensitive men in their yaoi fanfiction that they touch themselves to because their worldview is also so distorted by porn that they believe every close male friendship must be romantic.
The only time troons have normal, age-appropriate names is when they’re skin walking a real woman in their life.
Case in point: Tony Reed.
 
As far as this particular complaint -- "I wish my youth had been exciting instead of boring" -- I also think everyone harbors some kind of regret like this. Surely some of the people who spent their 20s on "stupid nights out, the flirting, the fun, the chaos," "making out with strangers, having messy flings," whom this writer envies, regret having spent so much time chasing sex, attention, and superficial thrills, and wish they had spent that time cultivating deeper experiences, skills, or knowledge. No matter how many people you got to drunkenly make out with when you were 20, your life will remain imperfect.
That’s what makes this cult so fucking sinister, it’s such a universal feeling to wish you’d been born in a different body or circumstance—at least once in a while—especially during your teens and twenties. It’s very easy to get caught up in what could’ve been—and it keeps you from making genuine progress on your actual life.

Cringey teen years? That was Kevin and it wasn’t the real me, now I’m my true self,
✨✨✨✨Artemis Starflower✨✨✨✨
and you’re not allowed to bring up my past or show old pictures of me or anything else. Here’s a list of surgeries I need to get once I’ve been on hormones for x amount of time and get x amount of permission slips and/or save up enough money. Once I finally finish all of these tasks, then my real life will begin and I’ll truly be happy/confident/lovable.
 
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