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Degenerate married “Hetero” man on the trans sub professing his love for true and honest wahmen
Link: https://www.reddit.com/r/trans/s/XHSx8V4HEk
Archive: https://ghostarchive.org/archive/lanoG

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Coomer mentality is hard to shake, especially when you frequent Twitter and shemale cock subs on Reddit you fucking degen

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Link: https://www.reddit.com/r/MtF/s/63SHGnHvQX
Archive: https://ghostarchive.org/archive/8Zght
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Castrating yourself is a completely normal thought to have :biggrin:
>"exhausted all avenues with wife but finds her boring, wants to fuck trannies instead"
Yeah this guy is a total faggot. Poor wife. So this is what the average troon coomer chaser mindset is...

Anyways, I am so tired of reading about "euphoria" and "dysphoria." It's literally like a junkie talking about getting their next high. It makes no clinical sense for a mental health problem like gender dysphoria. It would only make sense with bipolar disorder, where people with the disorder do generally have extreme highs and extreme lows but I don't even think they call it euphoria.

I don't know how they can continue using this terminology for so many fucking years and not notice the parallels with cultism and drug addict culture. Ffs they even get excited when they inject testosterone or estrogen. Type 1 diabetics don't get euphoria from injecting insulin. GOD I hope this bullshit comes to a fucking end someday..
 
Some of them are strong manly men and can even open ketchup bottles though

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That's even more hilarious. Uses dainty fingers to grab small object the man who works out couldn't grab.
 
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That's even more hilarious. Uses dainty fingers to grab small object the man who works out couldn't grab.
tinfoil is that the coworker was pretending to give her dat sweet vals.

if someone could work out how much, roundabout, the DDos attacks cost, and how many workers could have been afforded for troonslifeline- workers who im sure would be willing tot work at reduced semi-voluntary charity rates as a stanby-service, and for how long....well, it;d sure be an interesting metric.
Im sure grateful, Wonderful Lifed troons would make donations in the months following their Ack-attack, and some funding might have been approved if the 'service' existed in any way, for the pas few years.

Its better for a service to just not exist rather than get up the hopes up only to underline the disappointment and alienation of people who feel under attack and invalidated; they can just ring the samaritans or the suicide hotline, rather than hear a dialtone and feel doubly fobbed off by their 'community'
 
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FtM cries that all her family rejects her and keeps her powerless:

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Dad's talking with my christo-fascist cousins about how "the LGBT's" like me don't deserve to be given basic respect and personhood and how people like me are too entitled and demanding for wanting to be treated with the same level of basic rights that allocishet people get on a constant basis. Everyone at the table is also constantly deadnaming me on purpose and Audery told me that she's not going to defend me from my cousins because she thinks that I'm too demanding as well. They're all laughing at me behind my back specifically because I'm a queer person, and my cousins are telling my parents to never name or gender me correctly, and my parents outright stated that they're going to listen to my cousins and not me at all ever. It's disgusting how my parents prioritize their own privilege over my safety. Also, Mom said that she's starting to watch Jordan Peterson videos on a regular basis just because he has "Dr" in his titles and furthers her already-existing transphobic viewpoints.

My sister's also getting along wonderfully with my transphobic cousins and fully agrees with their belief that I should never be seen as anything but a girl "because was born a girl", and that I should just shut up and know my place as a "sister" and "daughter" even though I don't feel comfortable with feminine terms at all right now. When I tried to protect my sister Audery from these cousins and their bigoted beliefs (Audery is currently questioning her sexuality but prefers to keep her orientation unlabelled, so it especially shocks me that she gets so much better with my cousins than with me considering that she once considered herself a lesbian), she told me to "stop screaming at [her]" just to silence me even though these transphobic relatives were talking much louder than I was a lot of the time.

I don't have a home and never did because no domain can ever be my own. I just happened to live in other people's domains for my whole life. My parents have worked very hard to make sure that I remain powerless for my entire life and it seems like that will always be the case. Even to this day, the place I happen to live in would fail the burrito test miserably (I can't microwave a burrito at 3am if I wanted to where I live), so I'm trapped in a prison even in a place that I'm supposed to consider a home. My parents even cancelled the plans I constructed to hang out with friends just to make sure that I had nowhere at all to run away to.


I can't even question my gender in peace because everyone in my life is trying to decide who I am for me. I will never be able to escape the label of "female" and it will always be forced upon me, especially when I don't want it forced on me as a gender-questioning person. I will never be able to establish who I truly am because that's simply not a possibility in my prison right now.
 
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>"exhausted all avenues with wife but finds her boring, wants to fuck trannies instead"
Yeah this guy is a total faggot. Poor wife. So this is what the average troon coomer chaser mindset is...

Anyways, I am so tired of reading about "euphoria" and "dysphoria." It's literally like a junkie talking about getting their next high. It makes no clinical sense for a mental health problem like gender dysphoria. It would only make sense with bipolar disorder, where people with the disorder do generally have extreme highs and extreme lows but I don't even think they call it euphoria.

I don't know how they can continue using this terminology for so many fucking years and not notice the parallels with cultism and drug addict culture. Ffs they even get excited when they inject testosterone or estrogen. Type 1 diabetics don't get euphoria from injecting insulin. GOD I hope this bullshit comes to a fucking end someday..

"Dysphoria" just means they felt extreme unease or anxiety, i.e., having to engage with physical reality gives them anxiety. But apparently, if reality gives you anxiety, reality is the problem, not the internet porn addiction that made you think you could be a girl through the power of imagination.

"Euphoria" just means they got sexually aroused. Totally not a fetish, though.
 
Even to this day, the place I happen to live in would fail the burrito test miserably (I can't microwave a burrito at 3am if I wanted to where I live), so I'm trapped in a prison even in a place that I'm supposed to consider a home. My parents even cancelled the plans I constructed to hang out with friends just to make sure that I had nowhere at all to run away to.
How old is this person? I want to say 14, but something tells me it's going to be mid-20s.
 
Sorry if this has already been posted. I just read it and it blew my mind.

After an 11 year relationship/8 year marriage + 2 kids, pooner decides to become a man and is shocked, SHOCKED!, that her husband doesn't want to fuck her anymore:
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Hi everyone. This is a new account because my husband knows my old account.

Let me first provide a little bit of backstory. My husband, 27M, and I, 26FtM, have been together since we were about 15/16. We were best friends throughout school and ended up dating just to test it out. We got married right after high school and then popped out 2 kids. Having children came with a lot of bad medical problems on my end, and it took years for me to fully recover. I have struggled with my mental health for basically my entire life, and he's had hard times as well, but we have always been there for each other. When Covid hit, I downloaded TikTok and learned so much about the transgender community. We are from the South and both grew up very religiously repressed with heavily conservative parents. 2 years ago, I came out as nonbinary and he was immediately supportive, he already knew that I was queer and he told me it wasn't much of a surprise. However, I then realized about a year later that I was a man, not nonbinary, and that I had kinda just been testing the waters, so to speak. (I am not devaluing non-binary or non-binary people, just saying my experience.)

So, in September of 2022, I came out as a transgender man and in February of '23, I started HRT. I have now been on T for about 9 months. My husband is incredibly supportive and loves that basically for the first time in my life, my mental health issues are damn near fixed, I have friends, I am confident, I am happy, etc... He is incredibly supportive. We make a fantastic team and are thriving as a family more now than we have ever been. We are doing well financially, we have great careers that have set us on a great path, we have friends, we are great parents and have amazing children, things are great.

In the beginning of my transition, the relationship-y parts were great. We were intimate often, more than we had been in a long time because I finally felt good and confident. But about 3 months into my transition, that stuff started to slow down. And now 9 months on testosterone, physical intimacy is gone.

We celebrated my birthday with our friends on Friday with a small get together of dinner and then bowling after. We went with our couple friend and they are new in their relationship with a lot of cuddling and small little acts of affection and intimacy often. It got me thinking and made me realize that that never happens for us anymore. The next day, yesterday, I asked him outright if he was attracted me still and if there was anything that still got him excited about me in that way. He basically said that while he loves me very much and he loves our life and our family, he isn't and can't be attracted to men. He said he has tried but the more and more masculine I become, the more he feels not like himself to have sex with me. He was very kind and gentle, but basically said he can't make himself be attracted to men. I completely understand that, I can't force him to be gay essentially. I also love our family and our life very much and in no way have we talked about or considered separating. He told me he understands that I need physical intimacy and affection, but he isn't interested in it. He said he wouldn't be mad or hurt if I dated and he laid down some ground rules that he said we can talk more about later, if the time comes essentially.

We have been together for 11 years, married for 8. He was my first everything. I have never dated anyone else, kissed anyone else, nothing. I am selfish, and if he changed his mind and decided he wanted to date someone else, it would absolutely kill me. I am so sad, and I cried a lot yesterday. I feel like for the first I have pretty much everything I want and am very happy, but now I don't know how to feel about what he said. And, I'm not stupid, I knew it was coming eventually, but I guess I had hoped it would be a little bit longer before I lost that part of him. He has made it very very clear that he still very much loves me and is 100% supportive, but he can't kiss or have sex with me anymore.

Have any of you gone through something similar? Did y'all stay married? Do you date? Does your partner date? What do I do...?

Also, I feel like I have left stuff out because my brain is going a million miles an hour, so if you need clarification or have questions, shoot.

TL;DR: I've been married for 8 years to my high school sweetheart, together for 11. I recently came out as a transgender man. After nine months on testosterone, the physical intimacy is gone. My husband admitted he can't be attracted to men. While he's supportive, he suggested I explore dating. but he has no interest in dating anyone else. I'm torn and seeking advice from those who have gone through something similar.

She actually had the audacity to write this:
He was my first everything. I have never dated anyone else, kissed anyone else, nothing. I am selfish, and if he changed his mind and decided he wanted to date someone else, it would absolutely kill me.
I fucking can't even with these faggots I swear...
 
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[My sister] thinks that I'm too demanding as well.

Even to this day, the place I happen to live in would fail the burrito test miserably (I can't microwave a burrito at 3am if I wanted to where I live), so I'm trapped in a prison

> I can't disturb a whole house at 3am, I'm literally living in a prison.
> My family think I'm too demanding. I wonder why.
 
Have any of you gone through something similar? Did y'all stay married? Do you date? Does your partner date? What do I do...?
To the pooner. You are getting divorced unless you immediately detranstion and get some real mental health and marriage counseling. Most of that will be about you and you changing yourself to do better.

He's basically already checked out and probably would have left if you didn't have kids. Unless a guy has a cuck fetish he's never okey with his lady sleeping around and it doesn't sound like the husband getting off on this. He's so given up that just getting his wife leave him alone is better. That's not good because men are much slower at divorces and brake ups but when they get down there it's over hard.

Only way to fix this to her put her family and her husband before herself witch this case means stop trying to be one of the cool kids. That's ultimately what all of this queer crap is. Being different and connection with others in the niche. You also get a nice explanation for negative feelings where you aren't at the fault but alot of it is just filling your day and mind with something. You can do that with healthy and nondestructive ways too. Find a hobby like pottery or learning france. Get active in a local church or hunting club. Get involved with kids after school program or clean houses for the elderly.
 
> I can't disturb a whole house at 3am, I'm literally living in a prison.
> My family think I'm too demanding. I wonder why.
The "burrito test" is an actual thing, or at least a thought experiment along the lines of the Bechdel Test. It's used by disability advocates to highlight the lack of freedom that comes with requiring assistance for ADLs, especially in a group setting:

The Burrito Test goes like this. Say you’re a person with a disability and for whatever reason, you need to live in a congregate setting. Now, people can call these congregate settings whatever they want. Group home, supported living, assisted living, whatever. The congregate setting might have a nice name, like “Center for Flourishing” or Spring Valley Hills Home or Independent Living Center of Anytown, USA (or Canada, or Mexico, or England, or wherever). But with any congregate setting, PWDs should be encouraged to ask this question:
If I felt like microwaving a burrito, or making myself one, or going out to get one, at any time, would this setting let me do so?
If the answer is “no,” you’re in an institution. source archive

Of course, this poor pitiful pooner is taking crip terms for loss of agency and using them to describe living with her parents, but appropriation and oppression inflation is nothing new for the TQ+.
 
The "burrito test" is an actual thing, or at least a thought experiment along the lines of the Bechdel Test. It's used by disability advocates to highlight the lack of freedom that comes with requiring assistance for ADLs, especially in a group setting:

The Burrito Test goes like this. Say you’re a person with a disability and for whatever reason, you need to live in a congregate setting. Now, people can call these congregate settings whatever they want. Group home, supported living, assisted living, whatever. The congregate setting might have a nice name, like “Center for Flourishing” or Spring Valley Hills Home or Independent Living Center of Anytown, USA (or Canada, or Mexico, or England, or wherever). But with any congregate setting, PWDs should be encouraged to ask this question:
If I felt like microwaving a burrito, or making myself one, or going out to get one, at any time, would this setting let me do so?
If the answer is “no,” you’re in an institution. source archive

Of course, this poor pitiful pooner is taking crip terms for loss of agency and using them to describe living with her parents, but appropriation and oppression inflation is nothing new for the TQ+.
This 'burrito test' is stupid. I've lived in multiple sharehouses where my housemates would lose their shit if I was using the microwave at 3am. That's why people who work night shift can find it really difficult to find compatible housemates. The housemates don't want to be woken at 3am by the microwave and the bloke on night shift doesn't want to be woken at 3pm by the vacuum cleaner.

That said, this pooner is very likely an obnoxious chronically online autist with a family that veers between trying to train the autist into 'proper' behaviour and garden variety bullying. I feel for the pooner in some ways, but really, it's never going to get better unless she moves out and tries to be independent, while the cousins start their own families and are forced to learn patience and tolerance in order to care for their offspring.
 
Degenerate married “Hetero” man
began to explore a more submissive side to myself. - why is this a common theme? Let your wifey take charge = gay? How dare you enjoy that!
While exploring Twitter and Reddit as a tool to satisfy my desire, - aka porn addict
Call it a fantasy, a passing desire, / I guarantee he’d freak the fuck out when approached by a hulking man in a skirt.
He should get off the internet and let his wife peg him.

Idek how the troons who join the military as a cope
How do they even get past the mental & physical exams??

First it was parrots and dogs. Now even inanimate objects are transphobic
Don’t forget the hallucination wall voice. God I love hearing their minds work against them. Waaah my imaginary fairy friend calls me sir!

I don't even think they call it euphoria
Nope.
most of the time I’m not even aware of a hypo manic state, I just know that the world is fantastic and I have so much energy and feel amazing and want to learn everything I can about my new found topic. Sleep? What’s that? Thankfully not bipolar type 1, and controlled with meds, but I imagine full manic episodes are a special type of hell.

Tax later. It’s cold.
 
This 'burrito test' is stupid.
It's pretty much in the same bucket as the god-damn Spoons Parable, yeah. I just wanted to show the class that she was taking an existing argument that people with severe mobility disabilities use to explain their problems, and citing it to prove it sucks to live for free with Mom and Dad.

Long reach on this pooner, though; I hadn't heard about the burrito in years.
 
It's pretty much in the same bucket as the god-damn Spoons Parable, yeah. I just wanted to show the class that she was taking an existing argument that people with severe mobility disabilities use to explain their problems, and citing it to prove it sucks to live for free with Mom and Dad.

Long reach on this pooner, though; I hadn't heard about the burrito in years.
Yeah, it's always intresting when someone takes a simplistic thought experiment ment to start conversation as a hard rule. Most of the time these thought experiments are on purpose too limited because they are just entry points to a complex topic. People can get overwhelmed with complexity and variables and when they do they easily just ignore the thing completely. So combat this you give them an easier smaller task they can start with and expand from. This a great learning and work organizing tool but of course extremely limited if you stop at that starting point.
 
Sorry if this has already been posted. I just read it and it blew my mind.

After an 11 year relationship/8 year marriage + 2 kids, pooner decides to become a man and is shocked, SHOCKED!, that her husband doesn't want to fuck her anymore:

TikTok seems like it was specifically designed to algorithmically destroy women's brains and turn them into deranged, neurotic messes incapable of love or commitment.

This 'burrito test' is stupid. I've lived in multiple sharehouses where my housemates would lose their shit if I was using the microwave at 3am.

You're not meant to ask it if you're sharing a house with people who might need to sleep when you're hungry. You're meant to ask it when you live in a place where people in uniforms take care of you. If you can't have a burrito because the smiling nurse says it's not lunch time yet, and you have no access to the refrigerator or microwave until the nice lady in the scrubs gives you permission, you're in an institution. If you can freely wheel up to the microwave on your own and make yourself one, you're not in an institution.
 
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