Off-Topic Losing people to transgenderism support thread - Support group for trans widows and other people who lost loved ones to troonism

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Is there really no way to help people trooning out?
It's not just the trooning but also the cult behavior. Your friend is in a cult. To help him you would need to convince him that the gender cult is extremly bad for him. It's hard to help a believer to get out of a cult. They are surrounded by other cult members and in the case of trannies dumb trans ally enablers.

Why would someone who's wasted most of their life decide to troon out? This is a grown ass man too not some naive 18 year old.
He is in a cult. Vulnerable people fall for cults, no matter how old they are.
 
Well, it finally happened. The friend I mentioned - the asexual one - who I have known since I was 15 years old, finally unfriended me yesterday. We were friends on Facebook, and I saw her post cringe pro tranny memes on troon posts. She found one of mind, asked me if I was being transphobic - it was on a picture of a troon posing in a women's bathroom trying to act sexy - and I said yes. She goes, 'Oh', and that was that.

We were already drifting apart, and did not speak often, but still. I knew her as a teenager and we shared similar interests. She's now in the troon cult and I doubt she wants to be peaked. She's already been depression posting so there's no hope on that front. It's just a shame.
 
I know this is sort of unrelated

But i remember my mom being convinced that i was transgender when i was a child because i would play with dolls, watch MLP and all my friends were girls etc. I recall when i was 7 she walked in on me trying (and failing) to use her makeup and she asked me if i was a boy or a girl and i just cluelessly looked at her bcs i didnt understand what she meant.

I think i slowly grew out of that overtime. When i was 14 she asked me if i was gay and i said yes and then she asked me “do you feel like a girl or something else” and then i told her it was retarded and i dont believe in any of that, and then she never asked me about it again.
 
Dude, I am so, so relieved to hear that you didn't accidentally say the wrong thing and get trooned out, and that your ma had at least enough sense/empathy to not plough on ahead anyway. Bullet. Dodged.
TBH when you look at these “gender dysphoric kids” without being coached into saying the right things by the mom, it just shows that they simply dont understand and believe they are the opposite sex for retarded reasons IMG_1657.jpg
 
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That's right up there with, "I want to be a witch because they get to wear a big hat."
 
update about my brother who stole my personal items: it’s always reddit, isn’t it? i have been avoiding speaking to him, as i am rightfully freaked out and scared by what he told me. he texts me every so often trying to communicate but i usually don’t answer. he sent me a weird meme the other day and i realized today that it had one of those reddit banners on it from when you save something off it. the group was called 196. so i started looking around at his social media and i found he had reposted things from eggy_memes and me_irlgbt as well. i looked through these myself and was grossed out by what i found. just the most typical, icky stuff about wearing women’s clothing and wanting to be a little anime girl. i don’t want to PL too much but he is anything but little and cute, i don’t understand how he thinks this is going to happen for him. i guess it’s the fetish talking and it doesn’t really have to be realistic.
i’m so glad i have my husband through all of this, i think i would go crazy if it was just my yass girl liberal friends. i live in a big city in my country so it’s hard to meet people that feel comfortable going against the major narratives. i’m also glad to have you guys in this thread. to know i’m not alone in my experience has been so comforting, and i imagine a lot of you feel the same.
 
It's not just the trooning but also the cult behavior. Your friend is in a cult. To help him you would need to convince him that the gender cult is extremly bad for him. It's hard to help a believer to get out of a cult. They are surrounded by other cult members and in the case of trannies dumb trans ally enablers.


He is in a cult. Vulnerable people fall for cults, no matter how old they are.
Well, I may be visiting that friend group in the next couple months. I won't be staying with him but he lives close to others I'm staying with.

Any pointers on how to even have that conversation? Or should I even have it? I'm going to show him some boxing and maybe spar with him. My thinking is, it'd be better for him to gain discipline in a boxing gym than hangout with freaky trannys all day on discord. So hopefully he gets into it.

I've never seen a tranny at a combat sports gym either (probably requires too much effort and going outside).
 
learned the hard way that you can have your crush on someone die really fast if they suddenly start transitioning. also learned the hard way that you wont stop caring about them
a little update on this: her voice is making like my heart and slowly breaking (:_(
ive been dropping hints that this might not be the best choice for her to make but something tells me im not getting through to her. heres a word of advice for everyone here, thinking someone is sexy and wanting to look like them doesnt mean you have dysphoria and need to start taking drugs and cutting stuff off. it means you (big gasp) want to be happy in your own skin (thankfully this is something you can do if you just start taking better care of yourself, no surgical intervention required :drink:)
one morning she quietly complained to me about feeling some pain down below and i asked her if she had any idea what could have been causing it. my first thought was maybe she had a uti or maybe shed done something in her sleep or whatever. imagine my horror when she whispers to me about it being because of "growth". its hard to focus on a lecture after that
 
Going to PL/ vent about the general sadness I feel about two people I care about having trooned, since they won't accept it themselves

I met him in a nerdy interest club in college and we were friends for years. When we met he was one of those adorably nerdy guys, but he was also charming and socially adept in a way you don't usually see. He had sort of long hair that suited him well and generally was extremely attractive in a cute, androgynous way. He was super tall and skinny, so in clothes he looked dramatic and just really hot in an unassuming way. I had a crush on him from like the instant I met him, and he liked me too, so we became fast friends and bonded over this hobby.

He had never dated anyone or had any sexual experiences at all, but it didn't seem to bother him. He'd had girls who liked him in high school, but he didn't really feel inclined to date them back then. He was just a sweet and upfront person who didn't carry any of the weird pervert intent other guys in the club had. He was really witty, and said I was witty too, so we constantly talked about the hobby, or anything, and hung out together. For months I was harboring this crush on him, and one day we were hanging out and ended up kissing. The affection I felt for him was incredibly strong, and he seemed to feel the same way. It was his first everything, and it was just nice. He was such a sweet, cute, funny, and earnest person, and I daydreamed about marrying him a couple times. He told me later he daydreamed about marrying me, too.

As he transitioned, his personality changed so much. The little bits of kinky sex we had turned into this life-consuming obsession with BDSM, and over time he became this person who made going to the BDSM club his entire personality. Our friends broke off contact with him right around the time it became apparent he couldn't maintain a conversation without bringing up some horrific degenerate shit. He started wearing exclusively a pornified version of the clothes I would wear when we were dating (pleating miniskirts and thigh highs, weeb girl type stuff), but even more revealing. He got huge bolt-on implants and would go without a bra, so his nipples like protruded visibly through shirts while we were all just trying to hang out normally. He became a poly transbian who was so sexed up he made everyone uncomfortable.

It all fed into this incredibly narcissistic part of him I never saw before. His mood would swerve between being self-hating and "I am the most incredible, perfect person alive", and he would regularly say shit like how he thought only pretty women had value. Very diseased like, anorexia-brain kind of stuff. It just ate up the rest of his personality the way it does with anorexic women.

He just became this person who took pride in not working or doing anything meaningful with his life, and just being a "desirable woman" who did extreme kinky acts. He didn't even like men, but spent all his energy being the ideal "sexy woman" for the male gaze, while trying to attract lesbians. Over time this alienated his friends until they all "broke up" with him.

It's just so fucking sad. The whole time he was descending, I was really, really hoping it would stop and I would see a piece of the person he used to be again. Sometimes I would, but the instances just got more and more infrequent. A couple of months ago I just gave up.

RIP Tom, you should have been allowed to grow into being an off-kilter man, but this shitty brainworm got into you when you were basically a kid. You were an amazing person and I loved you briefly.

I don't really know what to say about what this has done to you. You've let your degenerate sexuality consume your life and overshadow the noble person you are underneath. You could be such an amazing man if you could just fucking beat this. I wonder if you'll see what a fucking tragedy this is one day.
 
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I consider myself thankful most of the people i knew in high school vanished after grad.
Found out one became gender fluid but thankfully most people here didn't chose to ruin their lives by horomones (most got knocked up and ditched by their boyfriends).
I feel for anyone dealing with trans bullshit though, it was bad enough when my sisters partner started cheating on her, then transitioned and moved to the states. He recently came back to the area and was trying to move back in with her, but she's already engaged to someone else... her trans ex doesn't get why they can't be lesbians.
 
Years ago I made friends through video games with a girl. Clicked instantly, lots of similar interests, long discord calls, and being invited into their small online group of IRL friends and family. We shared real names, personal info, even address to send small gifts and hopes to meet someday. She of course was fucked in the head, but it was the "normal" depressed millennial shit, basic bitch mental illness , chronically online, worked shit entry level jobs, can't drive, self hatred to the max, but it was still normal pathetic struggles. Atleast seemed to be at first, over time you could see she was unstable, overthinking and destructive with her irl situations, be family, work, housing, or her physical health.I did my best to be a supportive friend, and have for the years to come since then.

I can't even remember at what point the trans shit started, but I was supportive due to not figuring out the absolute horse shit it all was yet. She was so happy to be a "man", disconnect herself from the person she was and hated, and was starting fresh. Excited to get to the next steps of the transition as fast as she could. Tits chopped off with in the year of her new identity, and injecting T. It's been downhill ever since.

This was atleast before Covid, and fast forward to now, it's just so fucking painful to watch. She's past the new fun of recreating herself into a new model, expecting it to make all her problems go away, but it just made it all 10 times worse. She's on disability, takes so many fucking behavioral meds and pain meds that apparently do nothing. I've tried to express that there's a need for more than just drugs and she needs to work on personal growth and goals as a human being with actually professionals in person because there's no real accountability with fully online therapists. (Most are just caseworkers doing a side hustle anyways with no actual experience with the mental ill) She says she tries but that's bullshit. She rots in her room and cries that her physical pain is too much and can't sleep. I just want to scream at her that her body is deteriorating from the years of injecting the wrong hormones in her body!!! I know I could say it, but it wouldn't do any good. Every day she's in the 'vent' thread crying over small inconveniences that a normal adult, even dysfunction adults could handle. Throws temper tantrums when her caseworkers doesn't say what she wants, and complains about how small the money she receives from the government when if she had just not convinced herself into thinking hormones would change her life, she could at least be still making more money at those entry level jobs she would bounce between.

I know the right choice would be just bail and ghost, but I've been in this girl's life for almost a decade and have the feeling of older sibling responsibilities to her. Please someone tell me to just pull the fucking plug and she's a lost cause. Every time I get close to it my retarded bleeding heart stops me.

Edit: I honestly think I can't let go is I see so much of my younger self in her, and I've managed to get through life's hurdles, some worse than hers, and wish I could help to get her on track but CANT with this gender tiptoeing
 
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I was browsing LinkedIn when I got that weird tingling feeling: you see a surname you recognize but not the first name.
Then as you squint, it hits you: another recruit has been conscripted into the terror troon army.

I barely know the guy at all and haven't seen him since college years ago. He looked like the most normal guy ever, but when you talked to him you knew that he was austistic/awkward as fuck. He was active in all the nerdy and consooomer stuff when I knew him.

I have no idea what sort of actions he's undertaken yet but it would not surprise me if he goes the whole way with the amount of handmaidens he has around him.

TLDR: HRT is to the nerd community what Pizza is to the harrasment website admin community.
 
I have no idea what sort of actions he's undertaken yet but it would not surprise me if he goes the whole way with the amount of handmaidens he has around him.

TLDR: HRT is to the nerd community what Pizza is to the harrasment website admin community.
for the type of autistic guy who is used to being bullied or ignored it must be a huge endorphine rush to suddenly have a bunch of liberal women and random people going "yass queen so brave and stunning!". The love bombing when the cultist get a new recruit is crazy, they will get a huge euphoria boner and will perpetually keep chasing the same dragon , trying to get the same validation again
 
Somewhat positive update from irl situation: the young person has been talked down off the tranny ledge for the time being. Now comes untangling the web of absolute shitshow complications and making sure certain groomers face appropriate consequences.

Really wish real life were more like the movies, in times like these.
 
Somewhat positive update from irl situation: the young person has been talked down off the tranny ledge for the time being. Now comes untangling the web of absolute shitshow complications and making sure certain groomers face appropriate consequences.

Really wish real life were more like the movies, in times like these.
I wish you Godspeed, Kiwi Bro. Whilst this isn’t legal advice, most people would understand if you went full John Wick.
 
it just shows that they simply dont understand and believe they are the opposite sex for retarded reasons
Lol, this reminds me of how I "preferred" boy clothes as a kid. No, my parents didn't buy them for me - my older cousin grew up too fast and his barely worn clothes often got to us.
Years later, I realized that his family was in a much better financial position then.

I didn't really prefer pants to skirts.
I preferred soft cotton over scratchy and stiff polyester.
 
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