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  • 🔧 At about Midnight EST I am going to completely fuck up the site trying to fix something.
I was told to share, here you go fuckers:
 

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r/mtf is in full meltdown mode. Nothing worth screenshots just yet, but the schizo posting and doom is plentiful and heart-warming.
Expect ‘protests’ from angry attention-seeking men in dresses soon enough.

I kinda hope the feds are watching these places though, because that’s a classic recipe for extremism and some idiot getting wound up to “want to do something” (stupid). How’s the ‘arm transwomen’ count? How many are hawking shitty t-shirts and stickers with ‘arm transwomen’ on (donate to my GFM here!)?
 
I largely agree with the onion (sorry fellas, I'm a lefty) but I hope they get raided by the DEA on January 21 for peddling hormones on the internet.
Perhaps the true American melting pot was laughing at libs drown in their own shit all along :feels:

I'm imagining a line of angry men in dresses, carrying purses, with the signature too-bold-lipstick/unbrushed-hair-down troon look, demanding to be let into Canada as "refuges"

It's Cama'amada.
 
I'm excited for the unprecedented amount of estrogen laced tears this thread is going to blow up with. I don't want them to off themselves (the VAST majority won't anyway, let's face it, they're too deep in NPD and let's not forget the 41% stat is only trannies who say they've thought about suicide - probably not a statistic limited to trannies), I want them to live and suffer and provide us with allllll the milk and unhinged shit which makes this forum great. SUFFAH. The pendulum is truly swinging back, save the children from these lunatics and save sanity.

eta: oh, and the Tomboys. :)
 
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I’m sorry for spamming TransLater with my internal drama lately, but I really don’t know where else to sink this energy right now. I can’t even describe how down and low I feel.

Today, my wife and I had a conversation that hit me harder than expected and sent me spiraling into doubt. She confronted me about being guarded and not opening up in response to a conversation she tried to have with me earlier in the day. During this conservation she wanted to talk about how we’re both getting older, how her sleep patterns are changing, maybe because her hormones are shifting. Then, out of the blue, she asked if I’d ever considered going back on testosterone. I froze. I shut down the conversation, muttered that “it’s just not for me,” and went upstairs to work. She was hurt; felt I’d shut her out.

It’s not her fault she doesn’t know the weight of that question for me. Years ago, I actually did go on testosterone, thinking it might drown out these gender identity issues once and for all. It didn’t help. It only amplified the dysphoria I was hoping to erase. Today’s conversation reminded me that I’m still hiding, still struggling to accept myself. I had so many chances to come clean and share the truth with her, and I still couldn’t do it. Right now, I feel so disconnected from myself that I’m questioning if anything I feel about my gender identity is even real. I feel like a failure. To try and stay grounded, I keep a “signs I’m trans” list that I come back to whenever I’m overwhelmed with doubt. Seeing those memories laid out on paper usually helps remind me that this isn’t something new or fleeting... it’s been with me all my life. I’m not even sure why I feel the need to share it here, but maybe it will help me stay connected to this truth I keep questioning. Here’s my list:

  • Childhood Wishes and Daydreams - Some of my earliest, most vivid memories are of wishing to be a girl or imagining magical ways to transform myself. I’d daydream about “magic potions” that could make me who I felt I should be. This longing, yearning, dreaming, and wishing has never gone away. In some form or another this desire to be a woman has remained throughout my life.
  • Puberty Dysphoria - When puberty hit, I hated my changing body, especially the hair. I’d shave my legs and armpits, hoping for some relief. I was disturbed by my body in ways I couldn’t articulate. I didn’t just dislike my penis; I felt trapped by it. Sometimes, I even tried to hide it by taping or tucking with, I kid you not, super glue. There were dark times when I even considered doing something drastic to make it go away.
  • Crossdressing - Around age 12, I started sneaking into my sister’s clothes. Dressing felt like a relief, a glimpse of who I was, but it always brought crushing guilt afterward. That cycle has followed me all my life.
  • Fear of Being Trans - In my teens, the idea of being trans terrified me. Watching talk shows with trans guests, I was horrified—I saw my own reflection and wanted to run. I built up this wall of denial for years, thinking that if I never acknowledged it, it would somehow go away.
  • Validation Online - Growing up in the AOL era, I sometimes posed as a girl in chat rooms, just to feel what it might be like.
  • Transphobia - I used to panic around other trans people, feeling as though they could see right through me. Now, I can see them as fellow humans and not just reflections of my own hidden struggles, but it was a long journey to get there.
  • Obsession with Transition Timelines I’ve lost hours watching transition timelines. There’s admiration, but also deep jealousy. The idea of HRT feels both like something I desperately want and something I’ve mentally locked away as “impossible.”
  • Attraction to Women - This one is more an observation than a sign. My attraction to women has confused me for years. I thought it meant I couldn’t be trans, but I realized it’s more about wanting to be them. I envy their clothes, hair, bodies—even their sense of self.
  • The Name Allison - “Allison” has felt like my name since I was a teen. It came to me in a vivid dream where I WAS a girl named Allison. The name kind of stuck and never went away.
  • Testosterone Invervention - As I mentioned at the top of this post. I tried taking testosterone about a decade ago, hoping it would silence these feelings. It backfired, intensifying my dysphoria until I finally stopped, feeling a deep sense of relief.
  • Disconnect from Cis Male Experiences - I genuinely don’t understand how anyone can be content as a man. The idea that some men are totally fine being men feels almost unreal to me.
  • Fantasies of Being “Forced” into Womanhood - For years, I’d daydream about scenarios where I’d be “forced” to become a woman, wishing something outside of me would push me to live my truth.
  • Dissociation - I’ve long coped by imagining “Allison” as a separate part of myself. She’d show up now and then, and I’d just accept it as “her” taking over, as though I wasn’t fully in control.
  • Gender Euphoria and Dysphoria - Facial hair bothers me, but being called by female pronouns, wearing women’s clothes, or even playing female characters in games brings me peace and wholeness.
This is just some of it. Seeing it here, in black and white, helps remind me that this struggle is real, no matter how much I may want to deny it in moments of doubt. I know these memories and signs don’t define being trans for everyone, but they’re part of my truth, and I can’t ignore them forever.

I was looking through reddit for election content and saw this:
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Dios mio, this is what Donald Trump sees in his nightmares.

It was a hope fest...

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That became a cope fest...

That might just become a rope fest.

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