It's a beautiful morning in my pocket of the world, so naturally, that means it's time for us to enjoy some tranny suffering. Hope everyone's worked up an appetite as I have a full stack of paincakes - hold the sir-up! Wait, where did this giant novelty cane come from and why is it dragging me off stage?
Due to her perceived "maleness," a "stealth" FTM is disinvited from a couple's nuptials because the groom isn't keen on having strange "men" he doesn't know present to watch the ceremony. Though OP tries to frame this as a bittersweet victory, I can't help but suspect maybe Wifey-to-Be and her future hubby conspired together to come up with a good excuse to keep a wet-assed, malodorous poon from ruining the wedding by being a sensory hazard to other guests.
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sad and also affirming at the same time lmao this is so silly
my coworker invited me to her wedding but ive never met her fiancé, they previously had a problem with him tryna invite a female friend she didn’t know and she didn’t like it so now he doesn’t like that she tried to invite me (a man he doesn’t know) so in an effort to appease him and be “fair” she uninvited my ass!!
This maybe be the saddest thing that’s ever happened to me as a result of being stealth like all of my other (female) coworkers are going and I’m not allowed bc I’m a man 
this feels like when u go to the club with the girls and they all go to the bathroom together but even worse lmao
Fall of the fem-pire: though his workplace had once been a bastion of LGBTQIABIBIMBAP acceptance - going so far as to offer pronoun pins to employees and enforce pronouns in email signatures - a tranny laments that as time has gone on, the vines of transgender supremacy have begun to wither and die, allowing coworkers to cut themselves free and put all of this nonsense back in the past where it belongs. This is a great genre of L to me because if even useless Zoom-meeting white collar WFH layabouts have decided that it's not worth the Good Boy Points to cater to you, it does not bode well for your kind...
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I’ve been at my current job since 2020. I started transitioning around the same time. I was pretty lucky.
It was liberal company/environment. The insurance provider they used covered HRT. One of the hiring managers I found out later he told me he was a trans man.
They had training on gender inclusivity. Even went as far as including neo pronouns. They made pronoun pins, corporate all had their pronouns in their emails. HR department would send out emails about trans day of visibility.
I pass now, but my old coworkers and management never misgendered me. The customers were chill (for the most part)
The past couple of years tho the emails stopped. People got rid of pronouns in email. They stopped making pins. Which I don’t care that much about. But the insurance provider they aligned with completely stopped covering HRT. Those who were medically transitioning pretty much all left. When I asked HR about the specialist tried to gaslight me saying it was always that way.
After giving up the golden throne of "cis-white male privilege" to pursue his dreams of skirtgospinny, a MTF has been unemployed for three years due to his high asking price of working for a company that not only "values" troons 'n' poons but is also willing to pay an exorbitant salary for the indignity of employing them in the first place. Though he implies that he's quite the big enchilada (what with people willing to fly him out to places simply to meet with him), he doesn't seem to understand that people are catching on to the fact that even the most skillful of perverts tend not to be worth the investment.
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I am in year three of trying to find a job with a company that values trans-people and allows me to maintain my current salary to provide for my family. I have been flown for final interviews from San Francisco to Boston, have even discussed taking a 20% pay decrease to make it happen Nothing is working out. I have done it openly as trans and as stealth
. I have been straight ghosted immediately after two rounds of interviews where I tell them when running my background check they need to look for former names. This is seriously the single worse part of being trans after living with cis-white male privileged for years.
To heck with this entire system. It is cruel to anyone that isn't 'them'. There are times I just want to freaking not exist anymore.
A POC - in this case, a pygmy of color - has developed borderline agoraphobia because thanks to her positively pint-sized posture of
4'10", roving gangs of terrible white children supposedly harass her A Clockwork Orange-style for being microscopic, dressing like a clown and dating outside of her race. Furthermore, because OP lives in the absolute cucktopia that is the United Kingdom, she is unable to protect herself from them without fear of being punished more harshly than her assailants, leading her to debate if it's time to start wearing a bodycam as if she's a cop from the war zone that is Florida.
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In a lot of ways I like being short (4'10/148cm), but in other ways
it absolutely sucks because I feel defenceless against groups of 8+ year olds. I can't imagine the safety and privilege a cis white man feels going outside and not being scared of any group of white kids they see. I frequently get harassed by them, usually for my height, crazy mixed-race hair, or colourful (and sometimes feminine) clothes, to the level it's started to seep into my dreams and I get nightmares where children attack me physically. I know that when I was a child myself, groups of white kids would follow me home to throw things at my door and the windows of my mum's shop, to the extent that the police got involved.
Here in the UK self-defence is basically illegal, even moreso if it's an adult defending against a minor, so if I ever did get physically harmed I wouldn't be able to protect myself because the kids would most likely all say that I attacked them or something. I might take the advice of a thread I saw here earlier and start wearing a camera everywhere
. It feels safer when I go out with my average height AMAB white partner, though even then I get harassed for the same reasons as before and because we are clearly a gay couple. Anyways, I'm mostly posting here in case anyone else can relate to the experience (I'm sure that will be the case because
white kids can be evil af).
After recently being hospitalized due to concerning symptoms, a tranny is struggling to get his doctor to sign off on more bathroom-camera-incest-fetish patches to pop him into girliness due to an eensie-weensie issue:
he has a history of strokes, and the reason he'd been admitted to the ER was because they'd feared he had developed another one. Though he describes this as if it's simply a trivial roadblock, OP has
a history of diabetes (type unspecified) and
is only in his 30s, so maybe he ought to be more careful about having the kinds of problems we used to anticipate mostly seeing in patients in their sunset years.
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So i have had a stroke in the past so it was a struggle to even get the estrogen patches i did get
a few weeks ago i went to the hospital for weakness in my limbs the doctors scanned my brain with an MRI and discovered that i did NOT have a stroke(great news)
i met with my planned parenthood doctor today who saw i was in the hospital so i explained the situation to her. She said she needs to talk to her boss about safety regulations so she called me a few hours later to basically say dont put the patches i literally just picked up till i talked to her boss who will call me sometime tomorrow. The issue is
i have already missed one dose this week due to pharmacy not filling on time and today was supposed to be the day i apply new patches. Also
since being off the patches i have gotten a lot more irritable mood wise so i need to put them back on. I know they are just worried about my health but i have been on patches for at least 10 months and i have been fine so far.
A TiF is devastated to learn that even though she thought she'd wiped history clean of the name she was born with, it haunts her all the same like a phantom with unfinished business. While this post is already pretty funny on its own, OP is a great example of how every profile is worth diving into as the real L is her entire life: a quick peek into her past reveals that she's
a pre-K teacher with
anxiety,
autism,
Raynaud's syndrome and
two variations of herpes (which
she contracted from her cheating dirtbag fiance... who she
still married). But ever the embodiment of resilience, OP lets all of that roll off her back so she can prioritize the important stuff in life, such as
wondering if morticians will give her a post-mortem phalloplasty to affirm her genderfeels from beyond the grave.
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For the first time ever a job has sent me a copy of my background check that they ran.
This showed me that even though my name is legally changed and the records are sealed that they can see my deadname. This makes me want to fucking vomit. I know they see it from my SSN and DLN but damn i wish this could just be hidden.
This job also requires I fill out a CPS background check which is super in depth and straight up asks if your trans by asking for your agab and if that has ever changed, and if you've ever changed any part of your name. Ive only ever had to answer it once and I was honest. Now im at a point where im stealth and want to keep it that way. I literally just quit my last job because I got called a homophobic slur in front of admin and they did nothing. I dont have the luxury of being straight passing. Thats already something that weighs heavy on me because of society and the very red state I live in. You throw in the trans aspect and it makes me want to just run away and live in the forest or something. Idk how more open people do it. I just want to be stealth and never acknowledge that name existing
Now that the tides have turned on transgenderism, an ogre is routinely lambasted by the townsfolk every time he departs from his shack in the swamp when once they trembled before his might.
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Sorry for the negative post, but it’s getting worse. I’m in South Carolina and I no longer feel safe.
People have literally started yelling”man!” at me a bunch and it’s really never happened before. This is happening everyday for the past week. Also had a woman get angry at me for using a single use family restroom and for a while I was using the public women’s restrooms crowded with people until recently.
I’m tired…so very tired.
A TiF (who seems to be
dabbling in the
dark arts of
detransition, if her deleted post history is to be trusted) describes going through the motions of her daily routine but can't wrap her head around the "brainwashing" of other people who would despise her if they knew what she really was even though all she wants is to live an ordinary life. It's always interesting to see them write these posts when they don't seem to notice how difficult they've made the lives of everyone they've labeled the opposition for the past 10 years. Sorry if the shoe hurts now that you're wearing it on the other foot; perhaps if you'd walked a mile in mine, it wouldn't leave you so blistered.
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...Where I'll act like everything is normal, that my biggest concern is which videogame I'll buy next, and so on.
I interact with the general public at said job. For context:
The majority of people in this area are anti-LGBT, usually due to religious reasons. (I'm "post"-transition and private about said transition.) It's a bizarre experience to assist these people daily, knowing they—and the people they likely voted for—do not want me to live a normal life (if they want me to live at all). This fucks with your head in ways I don't understand and can't even begin to describe.
Maybe it's because I've never lived in a progressive area of the US, but it feels like the minds of so many in this country have been brainwashed into blinding themselves to reality.
When I help them find something, they don't see a bloodthirsty demon out to harm them/their children. I'm struggling to put my thoughts into words here. It's genuine insanity. It's insane.
We physically exist in the same world, yet they've been deluded into dehumanizing other human beings; I don't understand how anyone could/can do that. How can you ignore/reject what you see in front of you? (They don't know I've transitioned; I'm speaking generally/broadly here.)
I've lost the ability to plan for my future. I've lost this ability because it has been stolen from me. This alone puts my mind in a constant state of turmoil. I'm not depressed. I'm bewildered, "beside myself", deeply worried, and furious at the cruelty & unfairness of it all.
It should not/never feel selfish of me/anyone to want to live a normal life, to be able to settle somewhere and largely feel secure in that decision, etc., etc.
I don't have the money to move to where I'd like/need to right now, so I'm working hard and saving as much as I can. For the sake of my sanity, my mind tends to live in the future while my body lives in the present.
I've never lived on my own before, and it's crazy the first time will likely be in another country. Originally, I planned on moving out somewhere within the US for a year, then head overseas...but this shit is getting real bad real quick.
I'm not looking for advice (though it's fine by me if you have some); I'm just mad and need to get this off my chest. It's all so stupid.
An internship at a clinic has a chilling effect on the dreams of this young German troon once he overhears the providers he works with talking honestly about how retarded transgenderism is, which makes him despair about what to make of his life: "My plans of becoming a med student have kind of shattered in a low key way," he writes, bravely penning his post even if he must blink through his tears. "I want to be a positive force for trans [ppl] in the medical system but realistically I won't be able tohelp most and it's very [paralysing]." Really, the last thing just about any patient needs is some hulking Lurch in a labcoat smacking them with a stethoscope and huffing sulphuric dragon-breaths into their faces with a wheezing falsetto, so this is a win for Germany's medical industry as a whole.
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first hand experience I've had:
I was doing an internship at a surgical clinic. the anesthesiologist and the surgeon were blabbering as usual about politics (always with center right chuddy views but could be worse), until they eventually wander onto the topic of self ID laws in the country in which I live, and they thought it shouldn't exist and how it'd completely unnecessary. also that
it'll also be used by men to escape war drafts and so on implying that people only transition to cheat the system and stuff. sickening
however
it's easy to remember they're cis above all else, they will not treat trans patients properly and will gossip about how you're existence is something that their personal opinions matter on as people who've only ever had to deal with easily overcome-able stress,
just because they work in a field where you should not judge and should be rational minded, doesn't mean they will do anything but gossip about you and talk about how people shouldn't encourage "affirming mental illnesses" in the context of letting trans people exist.
they will not hesitate to call you a lady in quotation marks even if you're fully passing. my plans of becoming a med student have kind of shattered in a low key way but not really (Mostly for other reasons). I want to be a positive force for trans ppl in the medical system but realistically I won't be able to help most and it's very paralysing
An Estonian pooner is brought to heel by the playful jabs of a pal, proving that if sexed brains actually did exist, there certainly isn't any "guy" matter marinading in her skull. She ought not to be so presumptuous about her ability to pass, though, given that
she last appeared on the farms reporting that she now reeked of cat piss since starting HRT, which we all know is a tell-tale sign of a TiF.
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I was talking with 2 of my coursemates, O (cis man) and M (cis woman)
context:
I'm semi-stealth and pass, most wouldn't guess I'm 19 though. some people know, some don't. for some, idk if they know, including M.
I'd previously had to admit to O that I'm trans cause he clocked me and there was no point in trying to cover it up anymore. he was supportive and has helped me to be "one of the guys" so to say, also offered to introduce me to his transmasc friend.
O talked about how he lived in Thailand for a while + the abundance of pretty "ladyboys" there and how you wouldn't find out if women had a dick or not until you got to bed with them but he doesn't mind it. kinda gave me the ick already and I don't like discussing trans topics publicly but I tried not to mind. blow number 1.
then
the subject of how many people M is having relationships with right now. we were jokingly calling out numbers until we reached "1 guy", then I said "half". O responded with "talking about yourself 
?" blow number 2.
then the topic of ages came up and that they're older than me.
M (about me): well he's 19
O: and see what he looks like, he looks 19.
me (trying to play along): good that you didn't say 12.
O: well we were thinking that. doesn't measure up.
M: what, me?
O: no, him.
M: yeah sorry [name]
blow number 3.
it was all friendly banter really and ik he wasn't trying to upset me but it felt insensitive, at least to me.
like
man I know I'd be short even for a woman (163 cm / 5'4) and yes I do look young but no need to call it out like that. feels like a bummer after he'd seemed safe to me. I guess I can at least appreciate the honesty a bit. or maybe I'm just bad at taking a joke. though he could've outed me basically.
anyways
my desire to exist has decreased significantly. hands too small and fem, no cock&balls etc etc. now I feel like it's oh so obvious that I'm not a cis guy and I'm just delusional.
also I'm supposed to do my shot today but I should probably delay it cause I'm afraid that my voice will get too low for me to be able to girlmode around family.
I was planning to be productive today cause I have deadlines coming up so please how do I get out of this mindset
During the COVID-19 lockdowns, a young girl was kept at bay from ruining her body when she read
Irreversible Damage and attempted to use logic and reason to tackle her persistent gender dysphoria; now that she's an adult and poonin' out in earnest, OP believes that she was "groomed into "just being a girl"" and holds nothing but contempt for the "intellectual terrorists" who advocate for people like her to wait until they're fully grown before setting into a lifetime of self-destruction.
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I'm 22. I am 5 months on T.
I knew I was trans at 15 and had been horribly anxious and depressed ever since my first period at the age of 12. I have always been masculine "for a girl" and the signs piled up during my teens. Yet
I repressed for years, all because my realization happened during lockdown, at a vulnerable point of my life, and I ran into gender critical stuff, and convinced myself I thought I was trans because I have mommy issues and because was bullied for being neurodivergent and kinda fat as a kid. I read Irreversible Damage and essentially tried to do self conversion therapy at home. I tried to do something with my life. I waited. It never went away.
I eventually could no longer live like this.
And now, there's years of estrogen poisoning that I will never be able to undo. There's some luck in my misfortune, because I have broad shoulders, no boobs (which is good since
I gave myself costochondritis from unsafe binding and can no longer bind) and an androgynous face so I have a decent chance of passing as a short man.
But I know I would have had a higher chance had I started T at 18. My mother is transphobic but my dad is supportive so it's not even like I would have been kicked out for being trans.
I regret those four years that I wasted. I have an indescribable hatred in my heart for everyone who spreads the harmful ideology that ruined my late teens and early adulthood. I was set back years, because I tried to work the pain away and the self-hatred made me neglect my social life. They call trans people groomers but they groom trans kids into basically keeping their shackles even when it's detrimental to their well-being. I was groomed into "just being a girl". And it makes me go crazy that more and more people are fine with those
intellectual terrorists denying people the freedom of deciding who they are and who they want to be.
A "pre-op trans girl" (i.e., a pervert yet to part with his penis) acts as if the lack of sex toys specifically designed for chronic masturbators of his class is somehow a crime against humanity. I, for one, must concur with OP about the absolute injustice it is that there aren't enough objects designed for crossdressers to get off to - in fact, if there were a Geneva convention for gooners, I'd say it very well would violate it, and that this urgent matter must be addressed post haste!
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Vent about trying to find sex toys as a pre op trans girl:
Every time I try to research good sex toys for tgirls I am bombarded with a million and one toys designed for use by trans guys and another million and one sex dolls made to vaguely resemble my body. At any attempt to try and find out how to enjoy my own body I am reminded that my body isnt for me, my pleasure isnt for me. my body is for other people to watch while they jack off, my body is for other people to make exaggerates silicon molds of for them to grope or fuck, my body is for other people to use to get off. my body is for other people's pleasure, other people's fantasies, other people's porn. My body is kink, a fetish, something sold in sex shop not someone browsing the shelves. It's not something that actually needs to have it's pleasure considered. Even when I find something that's made specifically for my body and my pleasure it isnt made for ME, at best its something made to give some potential partner more pleasure during a type of sex that would make me want to kill myself and at worst its made for the same cis man that that bought one of the tranny sex dolls.
And to every transfem who tells me to buy a wand or a bullet vibe; those arent fucking made with me in mind, i can just find ways to make them work and sometimes that feels even worse.
The sorry saga of
Round_Candle6462 continues onward as she writes another cuticle-tearing, knee-bobbing, teeth-chattering post anxiously obsessing over the fact that whenever she's sexually harrassed in public, it's not even done so in a way that affirms her gender.
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i get sexually harrassed and objectified like a woman would be and it crushes me. i've also been fakeclaimed, called a pick me girl, called an attention seeker, treat like all of my problems are faked for attention and special treatmenteven at the transgender and non binary club i feel like my identity is not really respected and i overhear people talk shit about me behind my back where i used to live i was sexually harrassed by like the entire town no wonder it gave me agoraphobia. and
at my new place strangers fat shame me when i'm not even fat. fuck my formal accent and ways of writing, fuck my thin flat hair, fuck my wide open eyes, fuck my rosy freckled face. fuck forbid i ever develop curves.it doesn't matter how i dress, i'll always be sexually harrassed because i've got the slut factor. i could dress as alt as it gets yet still clocked as a poser because
i've got the pick-me factor. i want to disappear off of the face of the earth and never be perceived. i want to be an incorporal ghostly entity.
i want to be perceived as a cute skinny unserious androgynous asexual doll
Lastly, nary a blade exists sharper than the sword of truth: a tranny reads about some random guy's opinion on what it is to fuck neovaginas and feels like killing himself because of it.
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i just hope this comment is psyop cuz what is life even if even after surgery you'll never have anything close resembling to a cis vag
