Morbid fascination at the surgery itself, and a fascination about the lengths troons and orbiters would go to justify it. Especially the neverending "It looks great" on terrible abominations.
Fucking bullet dodged, and I also want to know what that docu was. Edit: "What is a woman" by MAtt Walsh.
Because it's fascinating seeing how far can people go to try and satisfy a fetish, and how they cope when it doesn't go how they imagined it. It's not about dysphoria or "roles" or other gender shittery anymore (Can we STOP with the John Money terms unironically being used non stop, yeesh), this is people who fried their brains so much that they can't distinguish between fiction and real life anymore, and that's how you get things like the whole thing with "mixed genitals".
Aside from the odd, derpy open mouth I seriously can’t tell the difference.
Hello fellow biologist!
that would be awesome. ive seen threads for other interests, it would be amazing to have one for women that like to sew, knit, etc. because again, they are being overrun by troons, and their protectors.
Thank you for this. Honestly. Thank everyone who replied, I feel all of you and it re-affirms why I subject myself to the horror as well. It IS to keep me honest and properly aware of just how dangerous the troon-cult is and mourn the poor suckers drawn into it and mutilated for life, and cheer the lucky ones who dodged the biggest bullet of their life to date.Echoing what's already been said here: I was one of those awkward, late-blooming young women who 100% would have been sucked into the gendercult had I been just a little younger, more online, or raised by more permissive parents. I'm now more selective (read: transphobic) about who I hang out with, but in college I befriended some pooners and they/thems as we shared geeky girl interests.
I hit peak trans when two of them started having serious adverse effects from testosterone. One who had already had lifelong mental and physical health issues became completely nonfunctional and had to move back in with her parents, and another ruined her singing voice (she was a professionally trained soprano) and spent months surprised pikachu coping/mourning about it. But don't you dare suggest medicalisation was anything less than lifesaving for either of them! They just needed to get used to these wonderful new body changes, was all!
It broke my brain. #DropKiwiFarms was hitting the mainstream just as friend #1 was starting T. She was vocally supportive of Keffals, of course. I had nobody in my life to share my doubts with, and what do you know, the evil alt-right website was actually saying the things I was afraid even to think! Now, reading this thread is strangely cathartic for me. I sometimes question how I wasted years of my life uncritically supporting this shit and cutting off people who didn't, but this thread reminds me of how cultlike and pervasive troon thinking is. And laughing at tranny Ls keeps me sane and terfy, of course
I too was a biologist, a histologist, specifically. What I find fascinating about this is trying to appropriate the functions of tissues that are only present in the opposite sex and that everybody is surprised when it leads to catastrophic failure. You also have many small hollow-organ structures in the area that are easily damaged and do not tolerate injury well so more often than not will just scar themselves shut. Transitional epithelium like that found in the bladder, ureters, and urethra looses its elasticity if injured which can be a big problem for such fine structures.
Funny you should say that, this was one of the comments on that post.
Most of the comments expressed that same sentiment. You may be reassured or horrified to learn they then gave instructions on how to buy a binder without the minor OP's parents finding out.
If a man likes this degenerate disgusting garbage, he is a faggot / tranny faggot. There is nothing biological about this shit. Claiming that cartoon character is "Akshually a true and honest woman!1" doesn't make it less gay and degenerate. Women don't have dicks.
They're completely imaginary creatures, a hybrid like a mermaid or a centaur.
What happens if a waiter spills hot soup on her thigh? It's all I can think about. It's all so vulnerable in there.
...and sunburns would be devastating.
As bad as it would be take solace in that at least the rotdog won't feel anything.
To never forget what these doctors are doing to people. As much as I love to snark about things transgender related, these surgeries are ghastly and I feel a visceral reaction whenever I see they almost always go awry. It's work that would get you laughed out of a body modification shop, yet insurance covers it.
Not sure how to answer this without sounding like a psychopath.
Anyone who would go after my kids could be thrown into a wood chipper and I would laugh. That’s reason enough for me to hate these fucking ghouls, everything else is just icing on the cake. Seeing a woman have her arms flayed to build a necrotic oozing flesh pound or a man have his cock cleaved to build a putrid pus pit is horrifying, but also amusing knowing that this is being done to people who would happily subject my children to the same fate under the guise of virtue. TTDNot sure how to answer this without sounding like a psychopath.
Short answer is I despise these freaks and their misery is amusing to me.
These aren't good people. Anyone who tries to warn them about the horrific reality of their surgeries they want destroyed.
They go out of their way to drag other people into their fetish rotted hell even after they experience first hand the reality of "transition".
They would happily see anyone of us silenced, ruined, or jailed, and our children groomed and mutilated.
Fuck 'em.
I never said I wasn't an asshole.
Thinking of that...
