I thought long and hard (heh) about whether or not to type this out. Powerleveling is okay considering the post's subject matter, right?
I'd always been supportive of troons in the beginning, before the enlightening discovery of the Farms, I thought they were what we'd always been told. Men that were just SO GAY they had to live as women. Okay, cool, I loved my gay friends in high school. Then I started hearing whispers of completely straight, gross men claiming to be women to access vulnerable women and girls. Facebook and immediately being called a TERF for asking questions led me here, and I've been outspoken for YEARS against the tranny menace. Lost countless social media accounts, just lost my Instagram speaking out against that fat Asian potato winning the beauty pageant.
Anyway, my eldest is a complete dipshit. Has been since her childhood. Very self centered, whiney, weak minded, massively low self esteem and Daddy issues up the wazoo thanks to my equally dipshit ex husband. He allowed her on the internet with no supervision, next thing I know, she has a Tumblr. Kid was ruined pretty much immediately. ProtoSJW shit galore. Just too stupid and up her own ass to see it's a bunch of bullshit. That's when she started mentioning the gender specials. I ignored it, other than to say you're born as what you are, there's no such thing as sexed brains. Toward the end of 8th grade, she comes into my room with a weird look on her face. She proceeds to tell me she's bi, and tries to upset me with this revelation. I truly didn't give a shit, and told her to do me a massive favor and get a girlfriend her first day of high school, keep her all 4 years, she can come camping with us and shit. I didn't feel the need to clarify a girlfriend with no dick, this was like 2013 before the Tranny Menace had really sunk its claws into the most vulnerable of the kids.
About a year later, this kid decides she doesn't like my rules, since she'd been making bad decisions, and I'd told her if she's the kind of pig that doesn't see the need for privacy around her younger siblings (It's a whole thing. I won't get into it.) she doesn't need her laptop, her phone, or even her bedroom door. She'd also been treating her younger siblings, jeez, really everyone in the house like complete garbage (screaming at the little kids to get the fuck out of her room, telling them to shut the fuck up, etc), and I was tired of that crap as well. She calls up the downlow homo that I married at 19 because I was stupid, he comes to the rescue. Thus begins a years long saga dealing with this stupid little girl. She abandons us for her father's house, where she's allowed to see her shitty little boyfriend ("Omg, I'm sooooo BI!) and generally act a goddamn fool. We didn't see her much, she starts telling everyone that will listen that I'm abusive and neglectful, that I'd thrown her out by her hair and thrown her things all over the driveway the day she left, even going so far as to file false reports with child services. She's a real peach.
We reconciled 3 years ago, but I never went back to feeling comfortable around her. I was always on edge, always watching what I said, despite her constantly trying to get my goat bringing up her gender fee fees nonsense and generally being an insufferable fag hag faggot herself. She's gotten her younger sister into this mindset, and she also claims to be bi now, though she curiously only lusts after pretty Kpop Asian boys. Just because dude you're crushing on looks like a bitch doesn't make you bi.
Recently, a comment on social media that had nothing to do with my kid pissed her off, she proceeds to whine a reply which her homo father, her sister, and two little dead eyed skanks on her friends list promptly "care" reacted. I replied to her bullshit with a calm, non-antagonistic explanation as to why I'd made the one word comment I did, thought that would be that. Of course, it wasn't. A couple days later, she texts to tell me she loves me but can't be around me when I'm "acting like this". She also accused me of drinking too much, which I haven't been, and I told her to be honest with at least herself for once. She doesn't give a shit about me or my supposed drinking, since her first instinct is to take off on me again, but that she's annoyed that I don't worship troons or Burn Loot Murder blacks, and speak out against their inane, dangerous nonsense regularly. Of course she can't just suck tranny cock, it's gotta be black cock as well. She's suuuuuuch a good person, you see, and I'm such a bad one.
So yeah, we don't talk. It's been about 3 months. I got her some gifts for her birthday recently, why I don't know, I said they were from her youngest siblings. I also forgot to mention she'd also been using she/they since 2021, now recently I noticed she's "non-binary" with a stupid looking haircut, drag queen makeup (though she had been wearing that style for a while), and they/them pronouns. She is continually getting bad tattoos and piercings in her face, and the self hate she has for herself just radiates. She'd gained over 100 pounds since she left for her father's, and though she has a flimsy, see thru facade of Yasssss Qweeeeeen I'm Fat and FABULOUUUUS you can tell she has shit self esteem. No one troons out that loves themselves.
Anyway, I don't want her around as it is. She's in her early 20s, she's got a very nice boyfriend that takes care of her, bought her a house, and puts up with her mental instability bullshit, she'll be fine.