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"I'm a good parent and definitely trans despite the fact that logically pregnancy would trigger ~*~dysphoria~*~ and God only knows what testosterone would do to a developing fetus"
Getting pregnant-the pinnacle of manhood!
"my bimbo pills" (2100 likes) man sometimes I wonder what the world has come to, this isn't some obscure forum for fetish content this is a place where until recently the POTUS was ranting on a daily basis. Your mom has heard about twitter, hell she might even have one. It just sickens me that these people are allowed to parade their fetish in front of the whole world and you just have to grin and bear it.Checkmate, Eric!View attachment 1927196
This has nothing to do with Trump. In fact Trump warned us about this shit.this is a place where until recently the POTUS was ranting on a daily basis.
Can we talk about how problematic this comic is? First of all, the transphobic lie that "trans people's genders don't match with their bodies". Actually gender is a social construct and if you identify as a woman, then you're a woman. Bodies are not inherently gendered. Second, you can't "woke up as a girl but still mentally be you [male]", because if in your mind you're male, then you're male. You couldn't woke up "in a girl's body" because that body would belong to you, and it would be male. You wouldn't have "feminine physical traits", you would have masculine physical traits if your gender is male. This comic is some TERF propaganda.
you're a trans girl sister!!!! uWuI play as a woman
My advice would be to make peace with the fact because he's going to kill himself and there's nothing you can do. It's cold, but consider excommunicating for your own sake and sanity. I also want to know how the FUCK someone's psychology can go so, so wrong. I personally think he's got AGP, seeming to be high-T (there seems to be a theme there). I'd almost compare it to schizophrenia, where everything's fucking fine until one day seemingly out of goddamn nowhere a switch is flipped and all of a sudden everything's different. Also trannies whole "I've wanted to be a woman since I was a little boy" being a goddamn lie is disturbingly similar to an intense depression's "I'm staying this way because it's all I can remember". He says that because if he admitted it was for a coom it would all fall apart.Jannies remove this if it's off topic, but here's a big powerlevel vent about losing my best friend.
I have read every single fucking page of this thread. Started at page 1, finally ended here. I autistically read through this to try and make sense of what the fuck happened to my best friend. I lost him six months ago. He trooned out, called himself a woman. I was accepting, but it was just too much. This man has been a part of my life for 12 years. His dad took us fishing, my grandad took us camping. He taught me how to drive stickshift and ride motorcycles, he helped me get into shape and drop 30 lbs as a teen. We learned guitar together, we build our first pc's with the help of the other. And yet he fucking trooned out because he "always felt like a woman".
But he's not a woman, we all know that. His dad mourns the loss of his son, his sisters pretend to accept him, but text me often about how weird he is, his mom left their family a few years ago. I can't even hang out with him anymore, nothing we do feels right anymore. Everytime we go out to town, I am always embarassed standing next to a 6'3 man in a skirt. Everyone can tell he doesn't pass, and often times we have to drive home because he felt like people were staring too much. We can't play guitar together anymore, he sees his massive man hands hitting frets that even I struggle to and he just breaks down and cries. Even playing vidya doesn't feel the same anymore, since his sense of humor has changed so much. He went from the most confident bastard I knew to a sensitive little sissy. Constantly needing to be comforted and reaffirmed, and I have lied to him telling him what a beautiful girl he is, but it feels gross doing that. Worst part is that he is a mishmash of feminine and male traits, he is your typical troon, has male hobbies like gaming and tech, for fucks sake he still drives the STI we tuned and help rebuild as teens, has an adams apple that is more pronounced than a snake eating a golf ball, has one of the most defined jawlines I've seen in a guy, and has the genetics to grow a great beard judging by his dad and granddad. He is too masculine to hang out with real women like his sisters and her friends, but too feminine to really hang out with men. He's just alone.
I thought that this thread may help me either cope with it, or even talk him out of de-transitioning, but I just can't. He's already talking about SRS and trying to get appointments for HRT, even though everyone is telling him he's rushing into things way too fast. I can try to talk him out of it, but he'll end up resenting me. Hell he already kind of does, even though I do my best to not deadname him and use proper pronouns, going from knowing someone as him for 12 years is hard to change, I'm even doing it now. But I'm the only one he has left. He has no real close friends besides me, all his work friends distanced themselves from him long ago. I am the last real life friend he has, his discord troon buddies just pink pill him even more. This fucking sucks, I hate trannies for what they did to my lad. I tried guys, I really did. But six months is all I can take really. I don't think I can continue doing this with him anymore. Every time I talk to him about waiting, or perhaps that it is just a phase, he flips his shit and yells at me (yells, not screams, because he's a 6'3 man), and tells me never to talk to him again, only to text me a few days later wanting to go to the bookstore or guitar store. This man used to be the most level headed guy I knew, and would constantly be the one to prevent me from flipping my shit or getting into fights, and now it's like things have changed, he's the hothead and I am the emotionally leveled one. But I'm not emotionally level, I'm just fucking emotionally drained from dealing with his bullshit. I have many friends that are girls, and that shit is tiring. He was supposed to be my retreat from constant whining about shitty bf's or drama, but now he's turned into the main source of drama in my life. I'm too embarrassed to have him at my house anymore, so we just hang in his troon room, full of trans pride shit that is so obnoxious my eyes bleed. How did the man that was the normal one out of the two of us end up making the fucking furry look like the socially well adapted one? I am thankful to whatever cruel god that he isn't a furry (that I am aware of), but knowing his troon buddies that's soon to change.
TLDR I just want my fucking best friend back.
I'm so so sorry. Your friend is already gone. Fuck.Jannies remove this if it's off topic, but here's a big powerlevel vent about losing my best friend.
I have read every single fucking page of this thread. Started at page 1, finally ended here. I autistically read through this to try and make sense of what the fuck happened to my best friend. I lost him six months ago. He trooned out, called himself a woman. I was accepting, but it was just too much. This man has been a part of my life for 12 years. His dad took us fishing, my grandad took us camping. He taught me how to drive stickshift and ride motorcycles, he helped me get into shape and drop 30 lbs as a teen. We learned guitar together, we build our first pc's with the help of the other. And yet he fucking trooned out because he "always felt like a woman".
But he's not a woman, we all know that. His dad mourns the loss of his son, his sisters pretend to accept him, but text me often about how weird he is, his mom left their family a few years ago. I can't even hang out with him anymore, nothing we do feels right anymore. Everytime we go out to town, I am always embarassed standing next to a 6'3 man in a skirt. Everyone can tell he doesn't pass, and often times we have to drive home because he felt like people were staring too much. We can't play guitar together anymore, he sees his massive man hands hitting frets that even I struggle to and he just breaks down and cries. Even playing vidya doesn't feel the same anymore, since his sense of humor has changed so much. He went from the most confident bastard I knew to a sensitive little sissy. Constantly needing to be comforted and reaffirmed, and I have lied to him telling him what a beautiful girl he is, but it feels gross doing that. Worst part is that he is a mishmash of feminine and male traits, he is your typical troon, has male hobbies like gaming and tech, for fucks sake he still drives the STI we tuned and help rebuild as teens, has an adams apple that is more pronounced than a snake eating a golf ball, has one of the most defined jawlines I've seen in a guy, and has the genetics to grow a great beard judging by his dad and granddad. He is too masculine to hang out with real women like his sisters and her friends, but too feminine to really hang out with men. He's just alone.
I thought that this thread may help me either cope with it, or even talk him out of de-transitioning, but I just can't. He's already talking about SRS and trying to get appointments for HRT, even though everyone is telling him he's rushing into things way too fast. I can try to talk him out of it, but he'll end up resenting me. Hell he already kind of does, even though I do my best to not deadname him and use proper pronouns, going from knowing someone as him for 12 years is hard to change, I'm even doing it now. But I'm the only one he has left. He has no real close friends besides me, all his work friends distanced themselves from him long ago. I am the last real life friend he has, his discord troon buddies just pink pill him even more. This fucking sucks, I hate trannies for what they did to my lad. I tried guys, I really did. But six months is all I can take really. I don't think I can continue doing this with him anymore. Every time I talk to him about waiting, or perhaps that it is just a phase, he flips his shit and yells at me (yells, not screams, because he's a 6'3 man), and tells me never to talk to him again, only to text me a few days later wanting to go to the bookstore or guitar store. This man used to be the most level headed guy I knew, and would constantly be the one to prevent me from flipping my shit or getting into fights, and now it's like things have changed, he's the hothead and I am the emotionally leveled one. But I'm not emotionally level, I'm just fucking emotionally drained from dealing with his bullshit. I have many friends that are girls, and that shit is tiring. He was supposed to be my retreat from constant whining about shitty bf's or drama, but now he's turned into the main source of drama in my life. I'm too embarrassed to have him at my house anymore, so we just hang in his troon room, full of trans pride shit that is so obnoxious my eyes bleed. How did the man that was the normal one out of the two of us end up making the fucking furry look like the socially well adapted one? I am thankful to whatever cruel god that he isn't a furry (that I am aware of), but knowing his troon buddies that's soon to change.
TLDR I just want my fucking best friend back.
My advice would be to make peace with the fact because he's going to kill himself and there's nothing you can do. It's cold, but consider excommunicating for your own sake and sanity. I also want to know how the FUCK someone's psychology can go so, so wrong. I personally think he's got AGP, seeming to be high-T (there seems to be a theme there). I'd almost compare it to schizophrenia, where everything's fucking fine until one day seemingly out of goddamn nowhere a switch is flipped and all of a sudden everything's different. Also trannies whole "I've wanted to be a woman since I was a little boy" being a goddamn lie is disturbingly similar to an intense depression's "I'm staying this way because it's all I can remember". He says that because if he admitted it was for a coom it would all fall apart.
"transwidows" are a thing for a reasonSadly, I think you're right. I learned so much reading this thread than he was ever able to explain, and I'm sure it's AGP. Hell I already discovered his sex toy collection accidentally when looking for a spare 1/4 guitar cable in his drawer.
I already have grown distant despite his efforts, it's just hard to cut the guy who was your brother for most of your life out of it. I remember his mom mentioning something about his great grandfather having some mental issues, I just never really bothered to find out what it was.
I really, REALLY hope he doesn't kill himself, but I'll try to make peace. Though without me, he'll literally just be alone with his discord troons...
FUCK why is this so hard.
What's the point of getting pregnant as a transman if the whole point of a transman is that it's a woman larping as a man - the gender who cannot feasibly get pregnant?
This is actually what's happening to my friend right now... And I just posted about it. Especially How I used to be the more unstable, dramatic one as well Until it just seem like that friend is slipping into insanity. There just seem to be nothing we can do to them. Especially in this current society where trans stuff is to never be questioned.... The only thing you can do is let them go. Or like the post above that you may try to keep your friendship intact in place where it isn't about gender... But that's difficult Because you know there's something that's unhealthy about it, you'll just feel iffy. Like having your friend spiraled into an addiction that's socially acceptableSadly, I think you're right. I learned so much reading this thread than he was ever able to explain, and I'm sure it's AGP. Hell I already discovered his sex toy collection accidentally when looking for a spare 1/4 guitar cable in his drawer.
I already have grown distant despite his efforts, it's just hard to cut the guy who was your brother for most of your life out of it. I remember his mom mentioning something about his great grandfather having some mental issues, I just never really bothered to find out what it was.
I really, REALLY hope he doesn't kill himself, but I'll try to make peace. Though without me, he'll literally just be alone with his discord troons...
FUCK why is this so hard.
This is actually what's happening to my friend right now... And I just posted about it. Especially How I used to be the more unstable, dramatic one as well... Until it just seem like that friend is slipping into insanity. There just seem to be nothing we can do to them. Especially in this current setup of our society where trans stuff is to never be questioned.... The only thing you can do is let them go. Or like the post above that you may try to keep your friendship intact in place where it isn't about gender... But that's hard... Because you know there's something that's unhealthy about it. Like having your friend spiraled into an addiction that's socially acceptable
It does made me wonder why masculine, "levelheaded but leans on the aggressive and unemotional" kind of men has a trend to end up like this.
In my friend case, it's more obvious to me that he's doing it for AGP fetish because he's honest enough to told me that when asking me for advice... He outrightly said it is not simply about gender non-conformity, but imagining himself is his fantasy. Aaand not to mention how he always give out thirst comments on girl pictures. But otherwise he's a workaholic, competitive man who used to think that taking care of his girlfriend emotions was weighing him down...
I really wonder why with all of this, but of course, the medical establishment eat this up because they're life long cash cow.
How can you look at the mirror, see that and say "Why yes I am a woman of course."Presented without comment
Wow. This nigga grooming hard.Presented without comment
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For what it's worth, it's on him, not you. Whatever you may have had, he's decided that your friendship isn't worth anything to him anymore. I don't want to come off as insensitive, but I agree with other posters that your best bet right now is to let him go down that path alone. Keep in touch with his family if you can manage it, but at the end of the day, you have to look out for yourself. It's your friend throwing it all away - don't let him pull you down with him.Sadly, I think you're right. I learned so much reading this thread than he was ever able to explain, and I'm sure it's AGP. Hell I already discovered his sex toy collection accidentally when looking for a spare 1/4 guitar cable in his drawer.
I already have grown distant despite his efforts, it's just hard to cut the guy who was your brother for most of your life out of it. I remember his mom mentioning something about his great grandfather having some mental issues, I just never really bothered to find out what it was.
I really, REALLY hope he doesn't kill himself, but I'll try to make peace. Though without me, he'll literally just be alone with his discord troons...
FUCK why is this so hard.