- Joined
- Jan 30, 2021
I started disliking trans people after a few bad experiences I had with troons I knew personally. I lived in a pretty liberal area and went to a pretty liberal tech school right as the trans thing was really starting to gain ground, and so before I knew it half of my classmates had trooned out.
Some were sad (the case of a friend-turned-tranny after his gold-digging girlfriend cheated on him was pretty brutal), some were fine, but a few were insufferable.
My personal peak came from a troon I had to deal with at work. Went by Jessica, and had a transbian lover who was named Marigold. Jessica and Marigold were built like brick shithouses, with clearly visible five o'clock shadows and masculine bone structure. Both rarely wore feminine clothes, although Marigold occasionally wore makeup.
Jessica was interacting with a longtime customer, a sweet old lady who wouldn't hurt a fly. At the end of the conversation, the old lady said, "Thank you so much, young man." Jessica flipped his shit. Through gritted teeth he accosted this woman, then came back to bitch to us about what a horrible cunt she was for saying that, whining that the whole reason he picked the name Jessica was because he wanted people to immediately get that he's a woman. It was just so clear how unstable he was, and how little it would take to set him off. Then I remembered his transbian lover Marigold, who had said before that he had been married before his transition, and used to beat his ex wife, but he was "working on his anger and trying to be better for Jessica." And i just realized that I don't want anything to do with people who are that volatile, especially in places where I might feel vulnerable.
Since then the children being groomed into transition and the TERF rape threats have been reassuring me that my assessment was correct, that these people are ill-tempered, violent, and I want nothing to do with them.
Some were sad (the case of a friend-turned-tranny after his gold-digging girlfriend cheated on him was pretty brutal), some were fine, but a few were insufferable.
My personal peak came from a troon I had to deal with at work. Went by Jessica, and had a transbian lover who was named Marigold. Jessica and Marigold were built like brick shithouses, with clearly visible five o'clock shadows and masculine bone structure. Both rarely wore feminine clothes, although Marigold occasionally wore makeup.
Jessica was interacting with a longtime customer, a sweet old lady who wouldn't hurt a fly. At the end of the conversation, the old lady said, "Thank you so much, young man." Jessica flipped his shit. Through gritted teeth he accosted this woman, then came back to bitch to us about what a horrible cunt she was for saying that, whining that the whole reason he picked the name Jessica was because he wanted people to immediately get that he's a woman. It was just so clear how unstable he was, and how little it would take to set him off. Then I remembered his transbian lover Marigold, who had said before that he had been married before his transition, and used to beat his ex wife, but he was "working on his anger and trying to be better for Jessica." And i just realized that I don't want anything to do with people who are that volatile, especially in places where I might feel vulnerable.
Since then the children being groomed into transition and the TERF rape threats have been reassuring me that my assessment was correct, that these people are ill-tempered, violent, and I want nothing to do with them.