I'm on NextDoor to do three things: find lost pets, rubberneck at hyperlocal gossip, and report gendies who join with fake names. Don't even have to go looking for them; the first thing a person of gender posts is something educational about their completely unique journey.
A tranny turns to Reddit to speak ill of his own blood, spitefully declaring that his sister is evil. And the crime worthy of sentencing this witch to the pyre? She said it's embarrassing that he's jealous of her... when he explicitly stated that she, personally, was his "transition goals." Good on the little dovey for having a man in her life to support her during the misery of having a skin-walking sibling; I hope when their parents die, she gets everything in the will.Only 26 but need hope/perspective from the ”elders”
TW: mentions of s*x and genitals. No details tho.
1 year on T. Had mastectomy, waiting for phallo.
Please share your similar experiences and how you’ve overcome them through your transition. Would especially appreciate hearing from other binary straight guys in long term relationships. Lol take ”elders” with a grain of salt.
In a monogamous relationship since 3 years with my girlfriend. Used to be in many ways an awful relationship, now beautiful and amazing. Well everything besides the sex aspect…
The more understanding she (and I myself) became of my dysphoria, the more safe I started feeling not forcing myself to have sex out of guilt and shame. So we basically stopped having sex. Compared to how things were before, this feels extremely liberating. It’s much easier repressing my dysphoria when I avoid sex altogether. And I truly feel like I HAVE TO repress it in order to survive and get through day to day life. That is until she reminds me of how sad, lonely and undesirable she feels all the time. That’s when the guilt and shame drags me down again like a huge fucking tsunami. It took me a while to understand that she tells me these things simply to communicate her feelings to me and not to guilt trip. We’re both equally determined to stay in the relationship considering that 9/10 things are great.
I just want to be normal. I just want to enjoy having regular sex with the love of my life. I want to feel manly. I want my girlfriend to feel my attraction and desire. I just wanna be a boring annoying nasty guy who loves piv sex. Especially since my gf has made it very clear that she’d love it as well.
Side note: doesn’t help that the thought of vaginas and vulvas make me want to puke (u know probably cause I still have one and definitely don’t want it) and that when I jerk of once a week (t still makes me somewhat horny) I have to stare intensely at penises to momentarily convince my brain that that’s what I have. Makes me feel ashamed and sad post nut cause I’m 90% sure I’m no homo lol.
My only hope is that phallo will ”save us” but we both get scared thinking of how that’s not a guarantee.
️I’ve probably forgotten important details so please don’t try to read between the lines and make assumptions. Ask if you have any questions or if anything’s unclear. And as I said, I’m mainly interested in hearing other guys’ success stories, but if you do have incredible advice that’s fine and welcome if you’re respectful about it and if it’s relevant.
A deplorable troon working in healthcare thinks the answer to a nursing and CNA shortage is clearly to snitch on them when they rightfully identify your birth sex and play no games about the reality of it, thus robbing patients of much needed additional support due to a crossdresser's fragile ego. I do not understand why you'd work in healthcare if you have pronouns, because healthcare is a bit synonymous with "having your shit kicked in by old men" and "getting your organs pummeled by autistic children during routine specimen collection." I mean, really, you'll take old men flashing you inappropriately or junkies threatening to stab you over being called a guy? Come on.
A wily little liar is terrified that her ruse is about to be exposed when someone from her past recognizes her at a youth group, leading to a new friend of hers asking directly if she's a pooner. Not sure what gender goblin needs to hear this, but by the time someone is asking if you're trans to your face, they know that you're trans. There is no point in hiding at that point, for the true choice isn't whether to confirm or deny but whether to show your true colors or perpetuate an obvious lie.
A bar-hoppin' li'l dood is mad that her friend keeps warning her to gussy up because apparently something about the queer club scene involves being charged extra for being masculine or effeminate? I cannot imagine trying to be a free-spirited youth in this day and age because the idea of having to pay extra for such nonsense would not bode well for the ears of whatever bouncer would stand before me.
Fembert Fembert: Another creepy romanticization of a youth unlived, but this time it's a pooner! The description of experiencing "boyish masculinity" actually made my face scrunch to read! Hey OP, are you a fan of Tampa by Alissa Nutting, by any chance?
A FTM is ravaged by a deep carnal desire to penetrate a woman despite the fact that she's not really, well, wired to do such a thing. Troons 'n' poons are prone to such a bizarre sort of cognitive mis-wiring (which I believe to be entirely induced by porn and sexism) - you shouldn't be yearning for a biological experience you are literally not equipped to do. If a man says he yearns to give birth, all that makes me suspect is checking his hard drives. Funny how it's just as weird when women do it, honestly.
I love going back through these people's accounts to verify the veracity of their claims.
Why must it be someone 'snitching' that you're trans. Are people not allowed to make up their own mind? Do they all have to learn from a database who is trans? They have eyes and yea you look like a guy. Your old supervisors and managers did it, so why must this new person magically not be able to 'misgender' you without first being informed? If you never get misgendered in real life then why was there so much 'rampant misgendering' in Texas? And if that's what ruined your day then idk, if you're a nurse and the worst thing you experience in a day is 'someone said "he" to me' then you're doing your job wrong. By your own admission you had to wipe the shit off a random old guy's ass. From fucking experience there are seldom few things grosser than that. And that's the nicest version. There are few things that I would want less than that, yet somehow no it was a single missing 's' that was the worst part of your day. You are too mentally weak to deal with vulnerable people and should quite immediately.
I’ve no idea how she found out
Wait, women have telepathic powers? No wonder women expect men to read their mind.
What does this even mean. How fried does your brain have to be to think wanting to have sex with your partner makes you boring, annoying and nasty?
Who knew that water is wet? Perhaps minors getting exposed to pornography will be somehow halted, at last.
Linki sort of just realized that it’s been a while since i made a general update so i figured i would do that. my last update was sort of negative and i was really struggling with loneliness, but i’ve been doing a lot better recently!
for those i don’t know, i’m j. i’m a trans guy and college student, and my dad and i are expecting a baby together! i’m currently 6 months pregnant.
not much has changed, which isn’t bad! all my ob appointments and diagnostics have been good. baby is healthy. we’ve decided we don’t want to know the sex until birth (but i’ve got a strong gut feeling that we might have a boy lol)
currently feeling cranky, lethargic, a little bored, and uncomfortably huge. dealing with the summer and the heat while heavily pregnant and with not much to do before the fall semester starts has me feeling a little listless. we’ve had a lot of fun getting the nursery space put together and decorated, talking about names, and doing so much reading and research. we’re gonna have the baby here at home with the support of our midwife, so i’m both super nervous but also super happy about that!
i’m also sort of nervous to start the fall being so visibly pregnant and dealing with even polite curiosity from people, but i am just so eager and excited to get the rest of this pregnancy over with and have this baby and meet them!!!!!!
i hope all of you and your partners and families and such are doing well
even when i’m not posting, i’m probably lurking and enjoying the solidarity and community here that doesn’t really exist anywhere else. i’m so grateful.
I mean who's surprised here? Being a sex offender basically comes free with trooning out
Of course, MTF friend is a rapist, MTF partner is cool with it, this MTF says “she” makes them all look bad. “They still can’t sit with us” but they can live with you?
Congratulations, this is the worst thing I have seen on this website and I clicked on the videos of people dying thread one time
Good news: it's just a sick fuck LARPing. Unfortunately, troons 'n' poons alike are very strongly incestuously inclined - just look at how often they burn with a simultaneous envy and desire towards their siblings. (In my experience, troons tend to gravitate towards sisters and mothers whereas pooners are mostly lean towards father figures. Make of that what you will.)
Why, indeed. I can only hope one of the families of the children involves stumbles upon my phonebooking of him so that they may properly expose him for being the grotesque freak that he is.
A man dumber than a canteen full of squid shit decides to become a tranny prostitute out of jealousy towards other tranny prostitutes; what happens next would only shock you if you, too, were dumber than a canteen full of squid shit.
Did SW out of jealousy, Attempting to heal
Disclaimer: This is not an anti SW post or intended to hate on anyone who does SW. I am sharing my personal experience and how it affected my mental health and healing. I continue to support and be there for many of my sisters in that field, and any Anti anything comments will be ignored. Also Trigger Warning for SH and SA
Trans Influencers and Unreasonable Beauty Standards
At the start of my transition, I was being very active and vocal on social media, documenting my experiences, and attempting to connect with the trans online community. I looked to a lot of trans women there for advice, inspiration, etc. It felt quickly discouraging though considering 9/10 of them were
I found this to be so overwhelming as a non passing, black trans girl with a non conventional body, no money, not much push or positive attention, and at the moment I never had any plans to create any erotic content or anything like that (just wasn't how I wanted to express myself), but I became increasingly jealous and depressed over how I would never be able to get the attention and appreciation that they had, meanwhile I was constantly being met with loads of transphobia, actual threats, and racism for being who I was online. It just didn't feel fair.
The Attention/Validation Trap
I spent a lot of time dooming and hating myself and even indulged in a lot of SH, and was still dealing with a lot of harassment while watching other people thrive and that bitterness made me do so many things I wish I didn't.
I started editing my photos heavily, making my face look prettier and more passing with FaceApps and whatnot, taking very anglefrauded selfies and sometimes editing my body, because in my mind I didn't think I was gonna have a chance, but wanted to pretend I could enjoy being trans for even a second. Doing this on Grindr got me a lot of attention and praise in my area, and even on dating apps (I never met up in person so it worked out)
I sexualized myself a ton from that point on to the point where my phone was full of men fetishizing me (chasers as you'd call them maybe) and I spent more time talking to chasers than my actual friends or family for the next 6 months. The attention was addicting and the most affirmed as a woman I ever felt at that point. I felt less alone, and more appreciated.
At a point financially I was doing very bad and couldn't afford food as much and couldn't pay rent easily because of hour cuts, and no other jobs were hiring. I did eventually start passing and ended up making a plan to do actual SW, and so I made a lot of content, advertised to people, started doing all the free stuff (advertising on my Snapchat, sneakily on Grindr, and had a pretty good SC roster) and then selling later. At the time I felt like I was finally gonna be like one of those tgirls people loved and appreciated and not just be treated as some cringy abomination and maybe get paid for my existence, which in my mind at the time was gonna make my transition feel less worthless.
Dehumanization/Harassment
During that very short time alone I was:
Atp I shut everyone off. I felt like a failure, bc even though I felt so disgusting about myself, I still wanted to live that life so bad. I just wanted to feel anything close to appreciation, even if it hurt and destroyed me mentally. I was so obsessed and I let it define one of the most important parts of my transition.
Healing
Eventually the bitterness just kind of grew too painful and I couldn't hold my feelings in anymore and I had a very destructive mental breakdown and ended up crying for hours. I deleted everything, eventually started working out again, talked to my family again, moved back in with them, and told some of my family what happened.
I slowly started getting back into my passions, and now I kinda just spend my time online reminding other trans people who don't see themselves in Tiktok or IG trans influencers or content, that they matter too and also deserve to be appreciated and seen and heard. Social media is so dangerous for us as trans people, especially for us young trans people, and they deserve to know even they belong here too. This also may be a 100% original experience and I'm the only one who was sucked into that, but I doubt it sincerely.
P.s I didn't know where to post this, and I don't mean any harm to anyone by posting here nor do I necessarily want to start a debate. I kinda just would like to be seen/heard atm and know if anyone could relate. I never really brought this entire issue up online before.
For the mods, I made sure when writing this that I adhered to all of the rules listed. I hope your day is going okay
/r/InbreedingIsTheAnswer
A transgender without a father figure. Gee golly gosh what a surprise.
That's not non conventional. Just fucking say you're fat like 80% of black 'women'. A thick black woman is possibly the most conventional body type you retard.
Looks fucking uncomfortably close to an autistic relative lol. Another thing that I notice is the little mouth corners too. There's something about lips where the tops and bottoms are parallel but the actual mouth crease whatever the fuck it's called has a noticeable downward curve.
There are about 280 genes that may cause male pattern baldness. The majority of them are situated in the X-chomosome, but not all. So it is more often than not inherited from the mother, but not all the time.
Re: those nudes, wow. What a total lack of effort has gone into that body. I'm no health nut, but you can just tell his lifestyle is one that involves a lot of sitting down indoors and a lot of fatty, processed, sugary crap food. Is he really only 34? That's the sort of physique you'd end up with if you were raised in a lightless underground dungeon.
A tranny's testicles decide to revolt against him by allegedly developing cancer in a bid to get the hell out of dodge before he cuts them off himself. Appallingly, it isn't death that OP fears, but the indignity and shame of being bald, stating that he will "not survive" if he loses his lovely locks. With the way these base varlets act, you'd think going bald puts you on the same tier as lepers.
A whiny little TiF is upset because her friend isn't playing her part correctly by being a handmaiden; she feels especially threatened because her friend suggested that she be more grateful, as others might assault OP rather than simply dissent as she did. Good for OP's friend! Come to the farms, sister, you'll love it here.
No man is more cheated than the selfish man: a FTM is considering burning every bridge she has in favor of living the life of a con artist, one which never permits a hand too close lest the mask fall. Despite claiming that her partner is "the perfect significant other," she fears he, too, remains too much of a liability for her lying abilities.
