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After forcing her husband into a caretaker role for her myriad of diseases and disabilities
Checked her profile ( a ) and her "diseases and disabilities" are Ehlers-Danlos, Fibromyalgia, and POTS. Shocking.
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Seems the only thing actually chronically wrong with her is being a raging Cluster B.
 
Sorting through the top articles lead me to this - How To Figure Out If You're Trans

It feels like too much effort to dissect this, but this is basically pseudophilosophical talk of the scientific method over something that's really just a therapeutic journaling type of exercise.
Big thing though, this:

Science can’t prove that a thing is. It can only prove that a thing isn’t, or it can fail to do so.

is wrong.

Falsifiability is not a method of scientific reasoning, it's a filter for judging whether or not a theory or hypothesis is even testable in a robust sense. It is basically stating, a robust hypothesis for testing purposes must have a way to be proven wrong.

This framing uses falsifiability to create a biased series of exercises looking to convince the practitioner that I am cis is false, but it doesn't do the same for the more likely false reverse hypothesis "I am trans". This test is not scientific for multiple reasons, but it certainly isn't proving that something that "isn't",

So its double wrong because it both misstates how science actually works and uses it as justification for an asymmetric analysis that is setting out in a motivated way to prove one hypothesis over the other.

I could go through other things (ignores all confounding variables, doesn't set out what outcomes would count against “you are trans.”, uses desire as a metric without defining it or measuring it in any way, even qualitatively, or explaining how to know true desire from untrue desire based on all the things it tells the person to ignore), but that's the biggest one for me.
 
Anyone could be. It’s frankly pretty common. You’re no different, in this respect, from any other random person on the street that you might run into. Any one of them could be trans. Some of them are. I mean, roll a 20-sided die every time you see someone new. Every time a 20 comes up, that’s a trans person, statistically speaking.
What's scary about this article is how this freak reels you in. Any lost impressionable autistic kid who reads this article without a predisposed distain to trannies would honestly be forever changed with the little word games he's playing. I can't quote it, but it seems this kid is basing his/her whole transitioning off of this article as the main source. Whoever runs this substack is the devil.
 
What's scary about this article is how this freak reels you in. Any lost impressionable autistic kid who reads this article without a predisposed distain to trannies would honestly be forever changed with the little word games he's playing. I can't quote it, but it seems this kid is basing his/her whole transitioning off of this article as the main source. Whoever runs this substack is the devil.
Agreed 100%. This document uses pseudoscientific jargon and misstated scientific principles to guide someone on an highly motivated introspection exercise designed to support the idea of being trans as correct. It is literally a grooming tool.
 
Agreed 100%. This document uses pseudoscientific jargon and misstated scientific principles to guide someone on an highly motivated introspection exercise designed to support the idea of being trans as correct. It is literally a grooming tool.
It reminds me of those Scientology personality tests that imply they’re from Oxford University but consist of a series of questions calculated to always tell you you’re dangerously mentally ill.
 
raging Cluster B.
What is it with cluster Bs and their myriad of fake diseases? Cluster B would also explain why the guy would stick around so long. Those demons are experts at reeling you back in every time you're about to throw in the towel. Her claiming to be a pooner is the straw that broke the camel's back. You lived for years with some crazy psycho, dragging her through a medical hellscape, dealing with all her insane outbursts, and then she tells you she wants to be a man. I'd break down crying too.
I've not read more than the first few paragraphs
How can anyone last through this inane garbage.

Why do they all write like this.

Can't they just write a paragraph?

But no,

They do it like this.

Another line of inane "don't worry you're okay"

I hope this troon deepthroats a shotgun.
 
You buy your groceries and head home. Nobody bothers you or hassles you as you do.
The poon scenario, designed to assure young girls that they will never again be sexualized by strange men in public if they go full pube beard.
The two of you talk for a little bit about where you got it, and she wishes you well as you take your groceries and head home.
The troon scenario. He doesn't get cat called either though, just an empty compliment from a handmaiden because being a girl is life on easy uwu baby mode unless you were born one. "My skirt has pockets!" So do pants, gay nigga. This is one of the most blatant and disgusting pieces of fiction that was ever written by pedophilic hands. Fuck sickos, this actually makes me MATI.
 
What's scary about this article is how this freak reels you in. Any lost impressionable autistic kid who reads this article without a predisposed distain to trannies would honestly be forever changed with the little word games he's playing. I can't quote it, but it seems this kid is basing his/her whole transitioning off of this article as the main source. Whoever runs this substack is the devil.
Reading one of their recent articles:

Historically, our doctors and psychologists have been pretty shitty to us, so big parts of the trans community are seriously distrustful of anyone in a white lab coat—and, worse, for a long time we had to lie to them in order to make our way through the bullshit gatekeeping system that they set up to try and keep us from transitioning.
I get the sense that someone saying "we don't trust scientists and have to lie to get what we want" isn't something a proclaimed scientific type would ever want to say out loud, but unstable idiots telling on themselves is quite normalized in tyool 2025.
 
Feels like dancing! 8)
He thinks it's a W but it's an L. Because troon. :christine:
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As a man I legit never danced. Didn’t feel like my body could figure it out and accessible men’s moves just felt awkward and inauthentic. Sure, I’d bounce or fist-pump to some good rock or something, but that was the extent of it. And dancing at all in a feminine way? Hips swaying? Sensuality? EW NO BOYS DON’T DO THAT AND IM TOTES A BOY. It’s funny in hindsight how obvious it is why dancing just never jived with me.

Now though? Feeling free to swing them hips around and bounce foot to foot, bopping the head sideways (can’t wait to feel hair movement along with that last one) feels so natural and fun! I catch myself just breaking out into dance randomly while listening to Spotify 😅

Side note: Music just hits different now! Stuff I’d avoid like the plague is now some of my favorite stuff to crank and jump around to!

Wonder what new revelation will come next 🤦‍♀️ it’s like a parade of ‘See, silly! There’s a reason that x felt weird/wrong but now you get to enjoy it and not give a fuck!’

Hope everyone has a great day today! Do yourself a favor and blast some good music and get moving with your bad self! 💃🏻
Couldn't find a selfie, but a dive into the profile reveals an interest in witchcraft. :lit:
Lots of back and forth in the comments.
Seems to be a thing with troons, not just this one individual.

Scrolling down the comments a bit I find ...
Trigger warning Jewish stuff :P
Yes!! Pre-crack I avoided dancing at all costs. Which was hard, because my egg cracked at 25, which means in college I was extremely lame at parties (if I got invited) and avoided clubbing (which my ex-gf loved and was constantly disappointed I wouldn't join her for). I also grew up Orthodox Jewish and lots of holidays and occasions called for single-sex dancing (think "the hora," but only with men), which I always found super uncomfortable because...men. I never felt like I could move my body the way I wanted to. My proportions didn't feel "right" and I felt like the way I would want to dance I couldn't do because it was too feminine. And I only ever wanted to dance with women, because dancing with men made me feel overly perceived, even when I tried not to stand out.

In hindsight...big egg signs 😑
 
Several months ago, someone linked a /lgbt/ thread on the Sharty where a tranny posted a screenshot of one of his testicle on a paper towel with blood splashed all over it and video of cutting his ballsack. Most of the users in the thread were somewhat cheering him on. Later, he posted a follow up thread showing himself in a hospital bed (not his face though), and the replies were wishing him good luck as if it was completely normal. These people were either acting ironically or are genuinely mentally ill.
 
Dancing troon does know men can, like move when they dance right? Like, I have  seen men do the bump and grind and other moves that require actual movement.

Then I remember, a lot of these fuckers are either retarded fags or AGPs and that they believe this shit is less surprising.
 
Dancing troon does know men can, like move when they dance right? Like, I have  seen men do the bump and grind and other moves that require actual movement.

Then I remember, a lot of these fuckers are either retarded fags or AGPs and that they believe this shit is less surprising.
It's easier to feel free to let go of the inhibitions of making a fool of yourself, when you are no longer yourself.
There's a tiny little bit of the real man sitting way at the bakc, piloting each troon. Maybe they think they'll return there some day. Maybe this is why they tend to freak out so hard when they got too giddy and cut off their dick, forgetting themsleves.
But yeah. They do all the humiliating things they do, and smaller things like dancing despite being awkward autists, when in troon out, because they are only playing a character, the same way actors don't feel guilt committing murder on screen.

It's a shame that the detransirioners, who can come back and speak to the truth of the act, tend to be the less autogyno, more vulnerable mentally ill sort. It would be fascinating to hear from one fo the dyed in the wool pervs, the intricacies of the inner narrative about this stuff, from back in the cold light of day on the other side.
 
The poon scenario, designed to assure young girls that they will never again be sexualized by strange men in public if they go full pube beard.

The troon scenario. He doesn't get cat called either though, just an empty compliment from a handmaiden because being a girl is life on easy uwu baby mode unless you were born one. "My skirt has pockets!" So do pants, gay nigga. This is one of the most blatant and disgusting pieces of fiction that was ever written by pedophilic hands. Fuck sickos, this actually makes me MATI.
The thing that got me is even simpler: The troon hypothetical scenario, they had a normal, socially-adjusted life in the opposite sex's body. For a lot of autistic kids that don't even socialize beyond Discord, just walking to the store and having normal conversations with strangers without a panic attack probably sounds like a magical wonderland.
..A magical wonderland they're never going to have if they transition, because people don't want to chat up troons at the grocery store. You cannot hate the writer of this article enough.
Feels like dancing! 8)
He thinks it's a W but it's an L. Because troon. :christine:
This poor bastard just had clear issues from growing up in a super-restrictive religious upbringing, and decided no, it must be he's a troon, that's why he feels awkward at normie parties.
 
Falsifiability is not a method of scientific reasoning, it's a filter for judging whether or not a theory or hypothesis is even testable in a robust sense. It is basically stating, a robust hypothesis for testing purposes must have a way to be proven wrong.
They love to pretend to be positivists while in reality, they are philosophically idealists. Yet none of them seems to understand the inherent contradiction in this. It is amazing that while so many of them have jobs (usually in IT) that require at least average intelligence, none of them seem to have any basic understanding of philosophy or the scientific method.
 
More troon religious intersectionality.
Mormon this time. :lit:
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Note: It looks like very old fashioned ladies' underwear of no particular distinction, except for some small embroidered occult logos.
Yet another reminder that Troons get off of subversion. Their entire identity and "dysphoria" is due to psychosexual retardery.
 
..A magical wonderland they're never going to have if they transition
Even with transitioning, they're still social awkward autists. They'll never chat with someone, whether they're born male or female. If you're a newly minted tranny, you'll be lovebombed to hell by other trannies, so you think that trooning out is the solution to your loneliness. But that doesn't translate into real life. Wearing a dress for the first time for some tranny sub might get you a lot of support and updoots, but if you go outside you'll get disgusted looks. What is sold as a social butterfly hack, ends up pushing you even further away from other people. At that point it is just you, and your internet friends.
 
Check your answers. If all of your answers got crossed out because of exclusion criteria, try the scenarios again, paying attention to other feelings you feel when you go through them, or design your own scenarios along these lines.
Just keep doing this thing and brute forcing until you get the answer you want because science.
 
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