I hope Santa
@Magic Pickle comes to us with a grand Troonmas of tranny seethe this weekend!
I suppose you all
have been very good little Kiwis this year, so it's only right to share toys and gadgets and doo-dads aplenty!
Upon showing up to Christmas festivities with an obvious case of gynecomastia, a tranny's parents - normally "accepting of the LGBT community" - take the reveal quite poorly, with Papa dropping down the T-slur and Mama accusing him of being a pervert. (Wait, why did they call him a pervert twice?)
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So I haven't seen my parents in 2 years, just talking over the phone. I told my sister a few weeks ago that I was trans and she was very accepting, I told her that I had started transitioning and not to tell our parents.
They have previously been accepting of the LGBT community and we even have some family members part of it, and they have been nothing but supportive of them.
I walked through the door today wearing a jumper and it was obvious that I had boobs. They questioned it and I told them. They didn't say anything at first but sort of went silent. I told them my name and pronouns and they nodded their heads.
It was a bit awkward at first but I just had a few glasses of wine with my sister to try and make it more comfortable. Later on at the dinner table they started asking me questions, if my boobs were real etc.
My dad called me a t****y and my mum called me a pervert.
So yeah, happy Christmas I guess!
A man acts as if wearing a pair of pants more than once a week is akin to being forced into a straitjacket - in fact, it's
so upsetting to him that he's been on the verge of crying numerous times over it. Yes, I can imagine how, when you consider all of the tragic ways a Christmas can unfold, "having to wear pants" is definitely up there with "housefires," "deaths of relatives" or "terrible car accidents." Poor thing.
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I’ve had to wear pants two days in a row I feel like shit I don't feel like a girl my makeup feels all wrong I hate this I hate this I hate this I hate this
it's Christmas and i’ve almost cried three times everything feels wrong I hate my body I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate I hate it
After learning that his estranged mother has been recently diagnosed with cancer, a troon - possessed momentarily by the spirit of Christmas - breaks his no-contact rule to give her a holiday holler. When he tries to forcibly insert his troonacy in the conversation, his mother reacts poorly, which causes a fight in which OP says "some hurtful things about her cancer situation which (I) honestly don't regret." Someone's gonna get coal in his stocking next year!
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Long story short, I called my mother today since it is Christmas (I hate this holiday but she celebrates so I decided to call). She refuses to accept my transition and constantly misgenders and deadnames me.
I cut her out of my life and hadn’t spoken to her for over a year.
I found out recently she was diagnosed with cancer and it made me think maybe I’ll give talking to her a shot today since she may not have long to live. I tried to be nice and things started off okay but
when I tried to tell her about my transition she said I disgust her and she wants nothing to do with me until I “stop pretending to be a girl”. I flipped and said some hurtful things about her cancer situation which I honestly don’t regret. I fucking hate her and Christmas. Rant over.
Even though this MTF admits fully that he's been unable to form bonds with anyone else in his life aside from his parents, he has decided even if blood is thicker than water, cum is thicker than both, and thus has decided he will absolutely torch 2026 for his parents by coming out shortly after ringing in the new year. A poster to keep an eye on - the fallout sounds like it has potential!
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I've been celebrating Christmas with my family every year of my life, New Year too. The last 2 holidays have been in closeted, and this one is too.
I plan to come out by message soon after New Year, when I'm back home. And I fully expect the reaction to be nuclear from my family, and for this to be the last holiday I spend with them. While I accept that future, it's really making it hard to enjoy this one.
I know that advice is to build a new chosen family who can accept me, but these last years have tested my ability to form good lasting relationships. My parents are the only people I've had continuous contact with for more than a few years straight, I haven't managed that elsewhere.
Merry Christmas.
A li'l dood is banned from Christmas after "a long time coming," though she doesn't elaborate exactly what the final straw was. A cursory glance through her post history indicates a
strong fixation on being anally raped (like,
to the point of obsession) as well as a past of
petty theft,
eating the calluses off of her feet and
pressuring her younger siblings to maintain secret contact with her behind their parents' back (with
one of them already being allegedly "queer" like her), so I think it's safe to assume that whatever caused Mama OP to put her foot down, it was extremely well-deserved.
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This has been a long time coming. I'm 25 and I've known since I was 16 my parents would probably wind up cutting me off. In a way it feels like I'm relieved now,
I didn't really want to go anyway but I wanted to at least try to maintain a relationship with my younger siblings. It still feels pretty bad though, I know I can't change anything but I do wish things could be different.
I didn't even bother trying to get them to use the correct pronouns or name for me, and I didn't even ask that they tell my younger siblings. I was fine with them just continuing to act like I'm a woman so I could stay in my siblings lives. But I'm on hormones now and even the possibility they might realize I was trans was a step too far for her. She only told me yesterday so I don't really have time to make other plans, but I'm okay with that. I think I'm just going to use Christmas as a day off work to work on my crafting projects and relax. I'll be alright but there's still grief there.
Even though his family is relatively accepting of his TiMfoolery, this MTF
still wants more from his achingly supportive mother, who he expects to take up sword and shield to defend his stupid identity when it's clear that all she wants is to keep the peace. The real funny part of this one is that OP hails from Argentina, so I can only imagine the nightmarish levels of side-eye he was getting from a bunch of elderly South American women over his pink hair and his alleged "B cup breasts."
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I've moved to a big city back in July so I thought it'd be a good idea to visit my hometown for the holidays. See family, especially my mom, and also friends. Now, let me add that,
from my understanding, I pass (strangers always gendering me correctly, people at my customer-facing job always using female terms to refer to me, and such) so I hadn't been misgendered in... Very long, actually.
I came out in 2024 (and started HRT in January of that year). My family is accepting, for the most part. My mom has been taking this like a total champ and I love her for it. She even gifted me mascara and lipstick for the holidays. She bought me so much female clothing. Helped me get my ID change, and HRT, "You've always been, and will always be, the person I love the most." She has always been supportive, essentially. She has some slip-ups every once in a while with my name/pronouns but overall, she has been doing great.
Now, my aunts and extended family have all been good. No outward hostility, my younger cousins took to the name/pronoun change with no issues whatsoever.
And I know I should feel very grateful for this, especially considering I'm from a somewhat conservative part of the country.
Some of my aunts tho, especially the older ones, probably gender me right 50% of the time at best. I had a discussion about this with my mom, telling her that it makes me feel uncomfortable and sad for them to refer to me using masculine words or terms. That it's not something I have to deal with anywhere else. H
er reply was to tell me to "not take those interactions as disrespectful", to be more patient with them, that they're old, that they've known and loved me as someone else for so many years... And I know she means well, she's just extremely polite and will always try to "mediate" situations like this.
But all I wanted was a "you're right, that was wrong, I'll call them out on it". And nope. I'm feeling sad because I really wanted to spend the holidays with my family and have fun, but I cant do that if they're seeing a 5'4, long haired with pink ends, full makeup done, (I think) B-cup breasted woman, and call her "my boy" or "deadname".
Now, what can I even do?
I don't want to put anyone in a difficult position, but if they keep misgendering me constantly, I might have to stop showing up at family meetings altogether. Which I don't want to do either since it'd break my mom's heart. Family is everything to her, and I can't afford to lose her or her support, even when I'm living very far away now.
On the night before Christmas, a man and his step-sister get into a fistfight that leads to the destruction of furniture; OP's bigger concern, however, is that the stepsister always refers to him as a man whenever they get into tussles. This is one of those posts I would love to see as a cop cam, because you
know the officer showing up there would be pissed at having to answer such a stupid call on Christmas Eve of all days!
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Me (mtf) and my step sister basically got into a fist fight on Christmas Eve after a verbal argument turned physical when she hit me ( she has a history of assaulting family members) and I hit her back.
We knocked our dinner table on the ground during the fight and basically ruined Christmas Eve.
Her default when we have a disagreement is to misgender me and call me a guy. I’ve never been in a physical altercation like this and I am just unsure what to say to my mom and my dad to address the incident. Does anybody have any advice?
I’m sure the relationship is irreparable with my step sister but I am worried what my parents will say about it after everything has cooled off.
Finally,
four different FTMs struggle with accepting the gifts they were given this Christmas, ranging from dresses and skirts to purses and perfumes, yet what they really should've received are some backbones because
none of them even try to stand up for themselves about their present preferences. The spine-melting qualities of poonerism are fascinating, indeed.
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Well, Christmas happened.
I (ftm) asked my mom a while ago if I could get a men's wallet for Christmas, she got mad at me, saying "if you lost the wallet and then went to pick it up, they wouldn't believe it's yours because you're a girl and that's a men's wallet".
That statement itself made it clear she'd find a way to ruin it if I wanted a men's wallet, so I just told her I'd rather buy it myself.
Today, presents came,
I got the typical make up and skin care, that my mom is always trying to get me into, and then the wallet came. It's a beautiful leather men's wallet- with my deadname and fucking flowers engraved on it. Seriously, was this necessary?
I told her I'd just get it myself because I knew she'd find a way to ruin this.
Anyways, does anyone know how to remove this from the wallet? I'm not sure if it's really engraved, I jsut know it stains wet towels when I try to scrub it off
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Partially because some of this clothing looks to be fairly expensive and partially because some of it is skirts and a dress which I’ll straight up never wear at all.
It’s triggered off a LOT of negative emotions and thoughts right now and I’m just not really sure what to feel or think. I know they mean well but
it feels so damn hard when I’m not ‘out’ yet as a trans man and with it, I feel like this is just going to keep happening.
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I came out to my long-term foster carers almost two years ago now, as a trans man. It's something I had kept hidden for many years.
Whilst my foster dad accepted it, my foster mum did not (theyve never used my name or pronouns), and it led to a lot of conflict. One of those conflicts was last summer, which I think may have been the precedent for today.
Merry Christmas by the way, to all who celebrate it
Today they got me a pampering set and a purse for Christmas. I'm used to getting this sort of stuff from distant relatives that barely know me, but my own carers who have had me for 11 years? They've never gotten me anything like this before, so
it does feel quite a lot like it's them trying to go "you're a woman, accept it" off the back of arguments in the summer about my identity. There was some nice stationary too but those stood out for me.
I feel like I'm being ungrateful and I think maybe I'm acting like a spoilt entitled brat but it feels like a personal attack.
Anyways yea I just needed to vent about it.
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For christmas, my parents got me perfume. They did take my favourite fragrances to make their choice (in this case, pear), but I genuinely remember my smile fading when I saw that perfume bottle.
They know I'm a boy. They know I don't like anything feminine and yet they got me perfume for whatever reason. I can barely appreciate it when
I'm so drained in dysphoria, I feel so invalidated.
And all I could do was stand there and go "Oh... what's this? Haha, thank you," and akwardly smile while I was mentally screaming.
It smells very nice, though. I'll regift it or something.
