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... seriously, you guys have never had a janitor come in and rub creams and unguents into your burning asshole while making soothing noises like mum in a shitted up cubicle that reeks like dinnertime in hell?
She didn't gently move your cockles out the way, humming a lullaby as you wept with gratitude?

Weird, figured that was just part of the plumbing service.
 
... seriously, you guys have never had a janitor come in and rub creams and unguents into your burning asshole while making soothing noises like mum in a shitted up cubicle that reeks like dinnertime in hell?
She didn't gently move your cockles out the way, humming a lullaby as you wept with gratitude?

Weird, figured that was just part of the plumbing service.
i just want to let you know that even though i physically can't do it i am spiritually sponsoring this post
 
There’s some retarded furcon going on which has brought to my attention the absolutely incredible post of a tranny polycule.
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The absolute state of this is phenomenal, we have everything. We have the fat cripple mudshark, the inbred one, the clearly mentally disabled 5’3” manlet, the ethnic ambiguous one, the long-haired neckbeard, and finally we have what I’m assuming is the frontman for Cannibal Corpse in another life. Absolutely phenomenal stuff.
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There’s some retarded furcon going on which has brought to my attention the absolutely incredible post of a tranny polycule.
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The absolute state of this is phenomenal, we have everything. We have the fat cripple mudshark, the inbred one, the clearly mentally disabled 5’3” manlet, the ethnic ambiguous one, the long-haired neckbeard, and finally we have what I’m assuming is the frontman for Cannibal Corpse in another life. Absolutely phenomenal stuff.
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Which one is the inbred one?

How can they call themselves a polycule or even “being together” if they literally are all
meeting for the first time?

I can buy people claiming to be a polycule or whatever, if they all click in real life, maybe share a collective or even if just one or two live separately and come over regularly.

But people who have literally never met? It’s really easy to think you have a relationship online but when you meet there is no chemistry at all.

I am not saying they couldn’t like each other intellectually and enjoy each others company, but that’s not a polycule.
 
I'm looking for a video I saw the other day of some grotesque pooner with a pube beard, bald head and a fuzzy mullet raining down the back of her giant Roger the alien shaped skull.

Any of you fine milk connoisseurs seen it?
I think that one's an urban myth, guys.
Probably but I'm still going to tell people that Troons had everything to do with it.
Why did they make Marvin the Martian into a tranny? Man, he was right after all to try to blow up the Earth...
Because he was a fucking Jew! Fucking deed scammed Duck Dodger out of his Brownstone in Brooklyn.
 
All of them. :christine:


There is no standard definition of a "normal" "polycule".
It's like being (for example) a "woman"? :P
Sure, but what I am really saying is that a real committed relationship of any sort has to involve meeting in real life before you declare it.

Online relationships can work out, though it’s complex enough when just two people are involved.

A half dozen or so people trying to make out they are all equally in love with each other is just ridiculous, especially if most of it is over WhatsApp groups.
 
Normal relationships take maturity and sometimes really hard work once you start getting down the line.

Polycules are for perpetual man children and BPD bitches who can't deal with making compromises, so they can just refocus their favorite person energy on someone else.
 
Perpetual LDR's are perfect for autists who might want companionship but have low sex drive and might be ill suited to actually living and sharing a space with another person. This, surely, has nothing to do with why there are so many trannies in them.
 
Perpetual LDR's are perfect for autists who might want companionship but have low sex drive and might be ill suited to actually living and sharing a space with another person.

Yes, I agree.

Please don’t think that I am trying to shame anyone who chooses to participate in such a situation.

I am simply saying this particular group is ridiculous and that they should be honest with themselves and accept that they are a group of online friends, rather than a loving collective.
 
Normal relationships take maturity and sometimes really hard work once you start getting down the line.

Polycules are for perpetual man children and BPD bitches who can't deal with making compromises, so they can just refocus their favorite person energy on someone else.
Not just with regard to trannies, but concerning "polycules" more generally:

Has ANYONE IRL encountered a genuinely-functional polycule? Y'know, one in which each member seems to be a well-put-together, co-equal partner? Is it always toxic? Can healthy polycules exist? My feeling is "no".
 
I am simply saying this particular group is ridiculous and that they should be honest with themselves and accept that they are a group of online friends, rather than a loving collective.
You're good, I was just being a bit cheeky, is all. ;)

Not just with regard to trannies, but concerning "polycules" more generally:

Has ANYONE IRL encountered a genuinely-functional polycule? Y'know, one in which each member seems to be a well-put-together, co-equal partner? Is it always toxic? Can healthy polycules exist? My feeling is "no".
I knew one, they were all gay men and seemed pretty happy. All of them were former circuit gays though so I think all the drugs and orgies might have done some serious adjustments on their attitudes towards sharing partners.
 
Which one is the inbred one?

How can they call themselves a polycule or even “being together” if they literally are all
meeting for the first time?

I can buy people claiming to be a polycule or whatever, if they all click in real life, maybe share a collective or even if just one or two live separately and come over regularly.

But people who have literally never met? It’s really easy to think you have a relationship online but when you meet there is no chemistry at all.

I am not saying they couldn’t like each other intellectually and enjoy each others company, but that’s not a polycule.
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(Not sure if this would be more fitting on the sideshows thread)

This dude is an absolute salt mine lol
Currently transvestigating fellow troons for not being sufficiently hideous
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Part of an ongoing months long slapfight between pooners and troons over who's more raped/oppressed:
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Lmao this fucking guy
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Frustrated by the uncouth and boorish ways that men who fuck men engage with one another, a troon wishes that just once he might be subjected to romanticized courtship rituals that normal women are afforded as even though he admits that these expectations can be stifling, OP still finds the fantasy of such careful consideration to be "affirming." Dude, you're a dong-gobbler in a dress, you should be grateful when a guy shows up having wiped the tip of his dang-a-lang dry of piss instead of just briefly shaking off the dew and calling it a day.
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Dating norms in lgbtq suck.

I HATE how among gay/bi guys it's generally accepted that men are just easier to get. Even as a transfem I feel like I'm just seen as a femboy to them deep down regardless if they accept my identity because they still socialize and date the same way they did when I was a guy.
I don't know how to explain it but I feel like if they really saw me as a girl they wouldn't lack the subtly that they would have with a cis girl. Like testing the waters and slowly going through the bases. Instead they all just want to speedrun straight to sex or whatever. Or they're just really blunt and openly perverted. They just lack that caution that they otherwise would with a cis girl.
It really makes me feel dysphoric and less valued than a cis women. I want to be TREATED like a women including the politeness. Stop treating me like I'm easy! Be anxious!! Affirm me! Overthink until we get to be comfortable with each other! Ugh! I'm tired of being treated like I'm low stakes.
I have an ex (Who I'm on good terms with) who is bi and is asking me about what he should say to this cis girl he's interested in overthinking her responses and such.
WHERE WAS THAT FOR ME?! I KNOW HETERO DATING NORMS ARE TOXIC BUT THEYRE AFFIRMING AAAAAA
Transgenderism is like AIDS: not only can it hideously deform you and ruin your health, but you can catch it from other people - and often times, it's transferred from parent to child. But in a twist, this time around it's a MTF who catches the ROGD bug from his young empoonified daughter, which upsets the delicate balance of his marriage as despite his wife's attempts at allyship she finds the very notion of her hubby becoming a wifey a bridge too far even for her. Truly an L on multip-L levels! Hey, stop throwing tomatoes at me, that was funny and you know it.
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Confused by my wife's reaction

TL; DR - my wife supports our trans child, but now that I've come out, doesn't want me to transition.
After decades of repression, transference, and denial I spent the last few years engaged in introspection that was a lot like camping (in tents... intense... Lol). All to say that I've finally been able to acknowledge to myself and accept that I'm transgender. I'm 47, MtF.
I came out to my wife a couple weeks ago. Didn't go as well as I'd hoped (was hoping for an "I knew it! I'm so happy you've found your way!" but knew that was unlikely), but not as bad as it could have. She doesn't want a divorce, but doesn't want me to change.
I'm a bit taken aback because we have a trans child. He came out to us 5 years ago, which was a catalyst for my own gender realization.
We moved across the country to live in a more welcoming community with more gender-affirming resources, he socially transitioned, and just over a week ago he had his first injection of testosterone. She's been a huge advocate, attending family support group meetings and protests and reading tons of books on gender and memoirs of trans folks. About a year ago, after reading "Love Lives Here" by Rowan Jette Knox, she even said to me that if I were trans, she'd still want to be married to me. She also thinks she's likely bisexual, though she hasn't ever had a relationship with a woman, but she does find women attractive.
I'm not out to anyone aside from her, and some friends in a trans group work chat, which is how it has to stay for the foreseeable future. For a variety of reasons, I can't take steps to transition for at least 2 years. But I'm excited just to be at a place where I can finally accept who I truly am. Once the two years are up, I definitely want to pursue HRT, but my wife gets so sad, anxious, and panicked at the thought of me transitioning that we can't even have a sustained conversation. She doesn't ask me much about my experience or how I came to this realization, but just focuses on all the aspects and mannerisms of the masculine presentation of me that she doesn't want to lose.
Some of it is my fault, since when I came out to her I told her, truthfully, how I didn't have intense dysphoria as a child and didn't think I would need to transition, that I've been so happy with our life as it has been. But I couldn't have known the effect on my mindset of simply accepting myself as a trans woman and saying it out loud to the love of my life and best friend. It's like a shot of nitrous oxide into my mind. My dysphoria is growing rapidly and all I can think about is starting HRT as soon as circumstances allow. I know I need to talk to her about this sudden change in my desire to transition, but I dread how it will hurt her. I just wish she could be a little bit happy for me. She said the other day that she has a wife response, which is scared of losing her romantic attraction if I transition, and her best friend response, which she hasn't shared with me. I feel like she could get to an accepting place and our marriage could thrive, but I don't know how to help her get there. Maybe it's just too soon?
There exists no worse a chemical on the planet than testosterone according to this despairing TiM, who over-exaggerates his disfigurement by describing himself as if he were some sort of sewer mutant. Curious to see if OP actually was the humanized Shrek of basketballerian proportion he made himself out to be, I checked his history only to be disappointed by the fact that he's just a boring old Asian guy with purple hair - not exactly nausea-inducing to random strangers on the street aside from the fact that all trannies are, on some level, sort of sickening in an uncanny valley way.
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Testosterone has permanently mutilated my body. It's one of the worst chemicals in existence tbh.

Can you name any other chemical that causes such severe disfigurement?
Every single thing testosterone did to me during my first puberty was solely to optimize my body for brutal, masculine intrasexual combat and dominance.
It caused my body to grow freakishly tall, reaching a stratospheric height of 5' 11" (1,8m) to command dominance. It enlarged my feet to the size of crane outriggers, providing stable support for my ogre-like form.

It mutilated my hands to be large and roughly formed, designed not for nurturing or creating but instead crudely optimized to deliver crushing blows in fights.
It broadened my shoulders, creating a freakish figure with immense leverage for pounding, throwing, and using weapons.
It inflated my brow ridge, creating a strong, reinforced crash bar for protection during intense fistfights. It also made my eyes small and recessed, protecting them during intense combat.
It hypertrophied my masseter muscles, allowing them to deliver immense bite force for ripping through tough animal flesh, while also providing extra impact protection.

Worst of all, it deepened my voice, turning a soft, calm note into a deep, rumbling noise designed to scare off potential competitors.
What the fuck? It's like taking a car and chopping it up to weld armor plating on and installing a 20 mm autocannon on the roof, just to drive to the grocery store.
I HATE TESTOSTERONE.
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A gayden (i.e., the kind of girl for whom Heated Rivalry targets like a heat-seeking missile) can't shake the feeling that no matter how much she forcibly aligns herself with gay guys, she will always be seen as an alien space invader unwelcome in any sort of cock-sucking quadrant on this side of the universe. I find it telling that even back when OP was presenting as female, she purposefully misconstrued her relationship as an ambiguously homosexual one all because she hated being recognized as a heterosexual - what is it with all of these troons 'n' poons who claim that they're "living their truths" and "living authentically" yet seem very, very invested in deceiving others? Weird...
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Getting over guilt about being a gay trans man

TW: Trandphobia/homophibia and mention of S/A
im so happy on my changes on T. Not a single complaint. I also have OCD on top of this so, if you know, you know.
I'm about 99% gay, homoflexible is the term that best describes me.
I however, feel like a pervert. An "invader" of gay spaces. Whenever I see anything about gay trans men online outside of trans spaces, all I can see is hundreds of people saying that we are "women forcibly r*ping gay men, forcing them to be straight" I also feel like im trying to "perv" on men in the bathroom, even though I'm terrified of having to go in there and being expected to piss standing up or some shit.
Currently, im engaged to bi man. Im so excited to be seen as a gay couple, even though im a bit afraid of homophobes hurting us in some way. I hated being seen as a straight couple. Although I love my fiancé, when i was still presenting as a woman, I never stated his (male) name, always referred to him as my partner and used "they" pronouns. (He goes by he/they so he didnt mind this)
My fiances extended family consists of a lot of gay men who i just recently met. I dont want to be intimate with these people, but when I get to be around other gay guys I get really excited?
Especially since strangers all assume im just a young twink and not FTM. But I feel like im forcing myself onto them by just considering myself one of them. Like if they found out what I was they'd see me as a predator.
I only enjoy MLM romance based stories or films. I only enjoy MLM NSFW content, this was mostly true even before transitioning.
It makes me feel like maybe im just a pervert or an attention seeking straight girl. I feel like if I liked women, i wouldn't hate myself at all. But I just... feel gross. I feel like im trying to force myself into places i dont belong.
I dont mind that people may not want to have sex with me for my anatomy, thats 100% valid, and id never expect that of anyone. People are allowed to say no for any reason. but I dont want to be seen as some woman trying to prey on people or forcibly convert people...
Ive never had a cis gay say this to my face, but if it's what they are thinking inside but jusy dont want to tell me it makes me hate who I am.

I just dont know how to cope and if ill ever be able to. Me and my partner are into BDSM but haven't ever explored it outside of our bedroom, but its something we want to do. I dont plan on getting bottom surgery so I can never be stealth in that aspect.
After starting testosterone nearly 2 years ago, a FTM now leaks mysterious discharge so consistently she appears, at all times, as if she's wet herself. To make matters worse, she says that the fluid itself smells of "dick and balls" and can be smelled when she sits down, concerning her about the possibility that others nearby can catch wind of her powerful odor. To any poons reading this: I can guarantee you that if you're concerned that you might be a little bit stinky, you actually smell infinitely worse than you realize!
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It looks like I've constantly pissed my pants.

I'm unsure if it's arousal fluid or discharge or something else, but it's like I'm constantly... secreting??? For lack of a better word.
Whenever I go to the bathroom there's always a wet/damp spot in my underwear, and it smells like dick so I know it isn't an infection or anything. It's verrrry similar to the consistency of arousal fluid which is why I'm not too terribly concerned.
I just want to know how to combat this?? It only started after I started T (Back in Nov '24)
Sometimes it leaks through my underwear to my actual pants and it makes me a little insecure in case somebody sees it and thinks I'm like. The world's biggest horndog. I'm also concerned that other people can smell it? It isn't super strong or a bad smell, it just smells like dick and balls and I can smell it on myself when I sit down sometimes. I shower regularly and change my underwear regularly, but sometimes I have to change two or three times a day because of it.
*is* it just me being a horndog without realising?? Does this just happen?? Hooowwww in the WORLD do I deal with this 😭
Roblocked: While playing the video game equivalent of DoorDash for deviant pedophiles, a pooner is met with a vicious onslaught of transphobia from the second letter of the rainbow acronym who manages to get her so wound up that she has a literal autistic meltdown in front of everyone else in the group chat just because he asserted that she's female. As much as I love to add commentary, there's really nothing one can do to add on to an L like this; I mean, she got bullied by a homosexual on fucking Roblox into a hysterical breakdown that made her suicidal. She's already washed, chopped, cooked, or whatever other words TikTok kid's slang and a recipe involving vegetables might share.
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Just got into a horrible fight with a gay cis guy.

It all started with a roblox group that was debating gay rights, me and two cis men gays defended it.
We were all getting along and then someone said that they hated trans people. Both of them suddenly cornered in on me, attacking me relentlessly, even claiming that they had science degrees and that it scientifcally didnt make sense. As I tried to bring up countless studies supporting trans people they wouldnt listen to me. It ended up with me having an autistic meltdown, and then doubled down on me claiming I knew nothing and was too stupid to see the "truth". All while misgendering me.
I hate being autistic and trans, and the world increasingly wants me to die. If i didnt have my boyfriend I prob would.

I only feel safe around other trans ppl , and not even trans med trans ppl bc I cant take hrt bc of my disablties.
Does anyone else feel like giving up?
A TiT - both in the sense of being a boob and being a trans-identified teacher - is one pipin' mad pipsqueak because the middle schoolers who visit her job make a habit of mocking her when they'd treated her with far more fondness before she pooned out. Imagine being upset that middle schoolers don't find you cool anymore! These pooner Ls are brutal today.
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Teenagers piss me off sometimes

I have school field trips visit my workplace quite often for programs. They come in with worksheets and I really only NEED to talk to them to tell them to respect the space.
Middle school kids are the absolute fucking worst. They don’t listen to a damn word I say. But my coworker, an old cis man, always gets their attention. They even voluntarily listen to his stories.
It’s really hard to be respected when I’m the same size as some of these kids, and have a voice only slightly deeper than some of the boys
. I pass to adults, but I swear kids’ “transdar” goes off and they stop giving a shit. I was really cool to them before I transitioned. I hate being reminded I still look like a little boy.
Lastly, a fat autistic tranny with numerous mental conditions who has a self-admitted IQ of only 88 finds life gravely disappointing because not only did he never get to live out his life as a cute popular cheerleader in high school, but now he's stuck living in subsidized housing working as a security guard while shacking up with another autistic tranny who he describes as an "extreme disappointment." His fixation on being a pretty little girl with sisters seems to be a recurring thing for him as it's not the first time - nor the second time or even the third time - that he's posted about it, which makes his suffering as a former /pol/tard ogre with a useless college education all the more amusing.
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Dealing with disappointment of what I can’t have in this life being trans and finding alternatives

I’m making this post today to genuinely seek help. I’m a 29 year old trans woman and a recent grad living on her own in the North East. This may be a long post, but I genuinely need input and help. I feel like when I try to ask for help in regards to this with my therapist or support groups I don’t actually get a lot of clean answers or tangible ways that can help.
I am dealing with a chronic feeling of dissatisfaction with my life. I’m not only trans but I struggle with mental health issues with my autism, bipolar, ADHD etc. Growing up I had a lot of support for my autism, I was nonverbal and had high support needs. I used to have drop out seizures until the age of 5. My childhood was ok at the time, I didn’t feel too much distress but there were a lot of distressful moments, along with me being confused and not understanding social dynamics and reality. I didn’t have a lot of friends, and I didn’t get to be myself. I remember at a young age feeling very feminine wanting to play with girly stuff but I covered that up out of fear and just existed as a boy for a very long time.
Puberty was hell, parents did not understand me being trans, I tried to repress and that made things worse. I couldn’t perform in school, I went to community college and that took me four years. I took a two year gap after graduating from community college, I took 5 years to complete my undergrad that I finished last week.
The worst part of my life was when my parents kicked me out and I was on the psych ward and was almost homeless. It took massive amounts of help from autism support services in my state to get me back on my feet. I went from crisis housing, to a respite stay, to a shared living situation to my own apartment now. The rent is subsidized partially through my medicaid waiver, and I can’t earn over $2800 a month or I’d lose my medicaid coverage which subsidizes 70% of my rent. Without the subsidy I’d pay $1556. I currently pay $486. I currently work part time as a security guard. I hate it. I get misgendered constantly because of the required uniform. I'm also on food stamps and get medicare coverage because I was on SSDI for about a decade.
The problem I’m facing right now is a massive amount of dissatisfaction with my current life. I don’t feel any excitement towards things I’d like to do or that are possible in this life. It’s not to say I don’t have dreams, goals or things I want to accomplish, its that there are other things I wanted to have or experience that I just can’t, where in comparison to what I CAN experience I just don’t feel as much excitement or fulfillment from.
I've been on HRT for 4 years, had an orchirectomy, and pass a semi decent amount of the time.
I know I can’t go back and be a kid again as the right gender autism-bipolar-ADHD free. I know I can’t get many of the girlhood experiences being in girl scouts, being a high academic achiever, having a family that loves and cherishes me having female siblings. No first period, no high school social dynamics as a popular girl, no high academic achievement with extra curriculars and making valedictorian. No well respected high quality university education. No partner that fulfills me (current gf is an extreme disappointment), I can’t have any of these now. I don’t feel emotionally fulfilled or deeply understood in my current relationship
Alot of careers I'd like to do on a surface level I don't think cognitively I can perform them. I have gotten extremely envious of ivy league students and people on high paying career paths. I have an 88 IQ. It would be extremely difficult for me to go to law school or med school to be able to get the education or perform a job like that. I know intelligence isn’t the sole determinant of worth or happiness. I am talking specifically about capability ceilings and realistic limitations in relation to the kinds of careers and academic lives I envy.
I know not all girls experience this. Not every girl is ivy league bound, not every girl has female siblings, not every girl gets the middle class lifestyle growing up. Some are infertile, some have big shoulders, some have body hair, etc but I've yet to meet a cis woman with a combo of the things I have. The response I ALWAYS get to this is “plenty of cis women didn’t get X Y and Z!” I am VERY aware of that. It doesn’t make me not want it or help fulfill me. I want alternatives, or SOMETHING that can give me that. I was at a support group last night and one of the people there that’s really kind to me told me “You can experience alot of those things now, you could be a cheerleader.”
How? I’m 29 going on 30. I cannot think of ANY way to do that. How about the others? I cannot relive my childhood or get that genuine feeling of truly being safe and cared for. There is a bill around every corner. There is always something I have to be doing. There’s no adult girl scouts, adult women dynamics at 30 isn’t the same as being a teen or a kid again.

You can tell me oh just do some filler classes at your old university to bump the GPA up to try a second undergrad! I don’t have the money to go back, I don’t have the spoons to work multiple jobs to be able to afford that AND house myself, feed myself, clothe myself, provide medical care for myself. No one would give me a scholarship. Loans would financially sink me long term at this age. Even if I got a full ride, I can’t just seamlessly enter 20 something friend groups and dynamics as these schools.
And what would I study anyway? I already have an associates of liberal arts and a history degree. I used to LOVE history but now all that does is make me depressed. I don’t have any passions, there really isn’t a field or topic that lights me up because the entire foundation of a life just is NOT there.
I’ve been applying for jobs non stop since December. My ceremony may have been two weeks ago, but the degree was conferred in December. I haven’t found ANY work. People just tell me the economy is rough but that doesn’t DO anything.
People always tell me to be grateful, people tell me “comparison is the thief of joy”, people tell me to stop comparing, people tell me to stop feeling envy. I can’t. It’s like breathing. The resentment will always be there, I’ll be grieving the girl I never got to be for a very long time, if not for the rest of my life. Emotionally I’ve been a wreck forever, these past few weeks have been even worse. I keep going back to the 4tran subreddit like a meth addict reaching for the needle. I know that sub is bad for me. But no one seems to understand what I’m going through. Suicidal thoughts keep popping up too, I binge eat, I can’t stick to even a simple calorie deficit or walking. I can barely do the voice exercises daily.
I don’t feel excited for what I could theoretically do. There are things I’d love to do, I’d love to move to the UK (I’m a huge Anglophile, I’m well aware that the UK has been backsliding extremely in the past decade with trans rights), I’d love to get all the surgeries I can’t afford right now like rib remodelling, height reduction in Turkey, lilac crest implants, clavicle reduction, cinderella procedure, BA, SRS etc
At this point I am rambling but I want to ask the following questions to hopefully get decent advice.
  • What can I do as an alternative to the things I can’t have that come with a female childhood/teen years as an adult? There’s no adult girl scouts, adult cheerleading, or quirky colorful social dynamics I can get involved in
  • How do I feel any excitement for my future or think of something I can do to satisfy myself in this life?
Thank you
 
Transgenderism is like AIDS: not only can it hideously deform you and ruin your health, but you can catch it from other people - and often times, it's transferred from parent to child. But in a twist, this time around it's a MTF who catches the ROGD bug from his young empoonified daughter, which upsets the delicate balance of his marriage as despite his wife's attempts at allyship she finds the very notion of her hubby becoming a wifey a bridge too far even for her. Truly an L on multip-L levels! Hey, stop throwing tomatoes at me, that was funny and you know it
LMAO, suffah handmaiden! I'm guessing wifey is on the peak trans train right now.
 
I'll say it again. Let's all say it together.
It's not a "syndrome" if ... 8)

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I'm having an identity crisis where I feel like I won't fit in. I keep picturing myself as a "MAN IN A DRESS" and it makes me angry because I don't want to be that. I want to be "THE WOMAN IN A DRESS" or simply be a WOMAN. I keep thinking that I'm not feminine enough to be a woman, and that's all I want. I don't want to be a man, I want to be a woman 😞
... you really are an impostor !!! :christine:
 
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