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If you truly love someone, you have to let them go. Sounds like he lives just to suffer.I sincerely hope he hasn't hung himself yet. I don't want to see the man who gave me hope die like this.
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If you truly love someone, you have to let them go. Sounds like he lives just to suffer.I sincerely hope he hasn't hung himself yet. I don't want to see the man who gave me hope die like this.
Pussy. Find the gals who still exist and support those bitches and dick them if they're receptive. You have to try harder, not be discouraged.I'm reporting this thread for ruining my tomboy fetish.
I hardly cry at shit but you got me misty eyed too, as well as pretty much all farmers who've read your post. Thanks for being a chad to your second dad. I'm sorry he has to bury his son early to someone else taking over his personality: no one should have to bury their child and watch as someone else walks around in their body. Glad you are there to support the rest of the family as well (and them to you!).I think this is it. I plan on taking a week or two to gather my nerves and finally cut him off. But I am sure as hell not gonna cut off that family. They're my family too, and I'll be damned if they lose another son.
It is. I always wondered if I would see a cult happen in person, and I guess I am.Now I'm sure this isn't indicative of every trans person, but what really makes me uncomfortable is the alarming speed at which the entire process occurred. And it really does feel like losing someone to a cult; the hallmarks are all there: emotionally vulnerable, support network telling them who to talk to and who to cut out of their lives, the dependency on drugs. And the constant re-affirmation to anyone who will listen that they are "out and proud about their identity" when it reeks of desperation and bluffing to hide their own insecurities. Trying to get affirmation from complete strangers and "the crowd" is always so short-lived and insincere.
A minor update to my story:
I haven't spoken with my best friend ever since I first posted my story, however long ago that was. I miss him, but everytime I get tempted to reply to the many messages he sends, I remember that it isn't the loveable bastard that I grew up with, it's just a depressed man in a skirt bringing our entire mood down.
Today I visited his dad again just to check on him and he did something that made me cry when I got to my car. We sat and talked for a long time about everything we could, trying to gloss over the subject of his son/my best friend. I told him that I haven't spoken to his son in a while, and he said he's done the same. Then the old man got teary eyed as he asked if I miss how my best friend used to be. I had to wait for the lump in my throat go down as I said yes. He asked if I planned on stopping being his friend, or having any contact with him. I struggled to meet his gaze, but he deserved me to look in his eye as I said yes.
He just nodded and said no shame in giving up in a lost cause. He went silent before patting my knee and saying I'll always be family to him. I gave him a hug and told him that he was a second father figure in life to me. He asked if he could call me son and I told him it's never stopped him before and hugged him. An hour or two of chatting later I'm ready to head home, and he stops me. Disappearing into a room, he comes out with a guitar case. Said he meant to give it to his son, but since he trooned out and guitar playing gave him "gender dysphoria", he didn't want anything to do with music. So he gave it to me. I manaaged to say goodbye and hug him before breaking down in my car.
I think this is it. I plan on taking a week or two to gather my nerves and finally cut him off. But I am sure as hell not gonna cut off that family. They're my family too, and I'll be damned if they lose another son.
Weak-minded people are usually this way.Something I've always noticed is that he's very judgemental, easily annoyed, and always serious
Strong-minded people actually want to listen.he didn't want to be lectured, just validation.
Yes, but the death of his dad was the last straw.Do you think these are also related to underlying issues that made him troon out in anyway, though?
Sounds like an alcoholic narcissist I know. Not saying he is a narcissist, but he has traits of it. He seems completely self-involved, perhaps his dad was the one thing keeping him grounded.but there's a feeling that the guy doesn't really have much ability to care about people deeply and see people who are not in constant competition or showing emotional vulnerability weak. ...
At one time he almost broke up with his girlfriend because he said she's too depressive and not keeping up enough.
I can't completely armchair diagnose this but my guess is that since becoming a workaholic he's felt less happy and had an identiy crisis yet refused to see what the fuck was causing him to be upset, and since he couldn't drop work because of whatever reason he started bringing his fantasy world to reality. The identity crisis might have been kicked off by his dad. Maybe he became prickly and focused inwards after that hurt him. Guess is in bold because without knowing him I couldn't tell you for certain, this is writing a backstory for someone I don't know. He seems to be trying to diagnose and treat himself without a therapist imo, becoming trans to avoid dealing with other issues and being more of a dick because of his workplace habits and culture and possible new troon friends.Not sure if anyone remember my story from main tranny thread about a 'honest AGP' friend who used to role play as women online a lot and eventually admit to me of wanting to troon out because becoming a woman is his fantasy (in his word). Now he's officially a non-binary (as if it matters anything in my language) and on HRT for a while.
Something I noticed is that since the death of his dad, he became very judgemental, easily annoyed, and always serious. He is generally "level headed", as in able to keep himself stay matter-of-fact and from being vulnerable... but there's a feeling that the guy doesn't really have much ability to care about people deeply and see people who are not in constant competition or showing emotional vulnerability weak. Basically he became workaholic sociopath some years before trooning out and it's getting harder for me to talk to him. At one time he almost broke up with his girlfriend because he said she's too depressive and not keeping up enough. There might be somewhat of that trait in him to begin with, but it seems to get more unbearable each years, him trooning out seem like the last straw.
I feel quite guilty to drop him because at one point I was the 'weak' one who went to him for help when I was at low point of my life... he could be insightful and helpful with a lot of work-related things. And I don't want to hurt his feeling because he seem to trust me a lot too, seeing me being one of the first people he can confess personal things. But it seems like we've grown apart a lo with incidents such as the time when he 'came out' to me and wanted inputs, I told him that he should think through it a lot because I don't think anyone should be quick at 'identifying' as a certain gender and it's fine to be GNC and leave it at that... then he's annoyed because he didn't want to be lectured, just validation.
Do you think these are also related to underlying issues that made him troon out in anyway, though?
Good things never last longa commie that could handle offensive humor and banter,
There's a lot of sarcasm on the farms, but holy shit you poor thing.Distancing myself was my only option and I'm not really interested in reliving all of that again by trying to talk to him about it. I tried everything I could and now it's up to him.
We always bring this up for FtM, but not as much for MtF. Usually for male troons its paraphinallia, autism, or mid life crisis since men are more likely to have the first two. It sounds weird but I wonder if there are more sexually abused young male troons than we know of.He was sexually abused as a child and has always been bullied and outcast. No doubt this contributed to him transitioning.
Honestly, she might have told him the same thing she told you. "Ad Lib is so mean 2 meee"I honestly wish I could check back on that friend, but he probably cut ties with me. I wonder if he knew that I was misguided, but he didn't make any attempts to stop me or anything.
I am seething on the internet. Fuck her.She talked more about her very personal issues while all I wanted is to talk about video games. She made me change my stories and art to contain mostly gay or trans people or with no conflict at all, when all I wanted to is do my hobbies. She got mad when I didn't use her pronouns (he/him lesbian) when I only used her name. She didn't want me to have any opposing opinions from her, because "everything she says is right". Didn't want me to critize her art if I find a glaring anatomical error because her art also heavily degraded, and would snap at me with the classic "its my style" if I try.
I feel. Have you seen a therapist about it? It helped me in a similar situation. Its hard to grow past abusers and easy to live in fear thanks to our gay ass brains. For now, I'm pleased to hear you're away from someone so toxic. You may not have chosen to cut her off but as you said, you won the battle. You can win the war stillI got no idea what happened to make her like that, but it feels morally degrading that I'm still nervous on other friends where I walk on non-existent eggshells on them because of her years later. It's like I won the battle, but lost the war.
I appreciate this, thank you so much.There's a lot of sarcasm on the farms, but holy shit you poor thing.Glad you're doing the right choice for your mental health right now since your brother refuses to change. Him leaving suddenly for New York must have been scary considering how sudden that was.
You're wondering if it is a start of a mental illness, and aside from trooning being its own illness I'm thinking you might be on to something. An itch in my brain is sparking the "schizotypical/affective" personality disorder, whichever one leads to schizophrenia (forgot). I'm an armchair psych hearing this second hand of course. It could be a standard mood disorder or just your brother entering scientology but gayer.
Whatever it is, hope you're doing well. Don't want psychotic breaks in the family to affect fellow autistic fags on the net.
He trooned... younglingsNothing worse than someone you thought you knew for years, going Order 66 on you and suddenly becomes a hateful MtF faggot over night one day who never speaks to you again despite trying to warn him with the facts of the Troon platoon cult trying to drive him to ruin his life.
Felt like trying to argue with a brick wall so I had to let him go.
Of course man.I appreciate this, thank you so much.
I actually strongly, strongly suspect schizoaffective disorder as well. He definitely has a lot going on. I'm not going to go too into detail on what he's said because I don't want anyone finding him, but he's clearly deluded by all of this and it worries me. He's also claimed things happened that (very likely) didn't. He's also just nearly the polar opposite of what he used to be. It was such a drastic change.
He has always had really bad social anxiety and had no friends. Based on things he's said on Reddit I believe he's autistic and doesn't realize it and I'm sure I don't have to explain the autist to tranny pipeline here. I just worry deeply for him. He's definitely involved in a cult mentality here, he even admitted to caving to the Reddit hivemind.
It's such a shitty situation because if he just got some therapy I think he'd do way better.
I am assmad over this. That poor kid, I'm glad he's out but jesus. You and your dad and his arm candy are vindicated, keep up with that boy if you can.A small white pill. For me anyway. My brother and his wife have announced that they're sprogging a girl, and wouldn't you know it, my nephew is suddenly just being a boy again. His grandmother dropped the whole build-a-princess scheme like a steaming sack of flaming shit the moment she realised she'd have a new doll to play with.