Off-Topic Post Like You're a Troon - How well do you pass as a troon?

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Today I was at Target for a job interview. After my interview (I think it went pretty well and they said they would call me if I got the job) I decided to quickly browse the toy section and while I was looking at the dolls a little girl walked up beside me and started looking at them too. I smiled at her and asked her which My Little Pony was her favorite and if she wanted to play together so I could experience a correct childhood. She looked nervous (possibly due to my euphoria boner that I got from thinking about playing with her) and then her TERF mom called me a pervert and told me to get the F away from her child! I ran off and cried in the bathroom while I had my period.

When I got home my dad immediately started hounding me about whether or not I got the job. I told him they would call me if I did and he immediately started saying that he wouldn't have hired me because I'm dressed like a "tranny clown faggot" (I was wearing a black mini skirt, knee high striped socks, heels, a blouse that showed a tasteful amount of cleavage, my "TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN" pin, and just enough makeup to make me pass) and asking if I even showered today (I'm a musk slut and showering triggers my autism). I ignored him and went to my room to play games that would calm my dysphoria.

Edit: I didn't get the job and now my parents are saying if I don't have one by the end of the month they're kicking me out of the house. I hate living in Trump's America!
 
When I first made this thread I didn't think it'd become such a thriving hub of trans joy so quickly and I am thrilled to announce we have now over 100 anecdotes of euphoria. I am as usual astounded by the tenacity of us trans girlies to have established solidarity with one another in an online space so infamously hostile to us (quite the understatement – they literally want us dead). To Joshua“Null” Moon: your hatred of us only causes us to grow stronger and more determined and we're not going anywhere; the farms is for the dolls now.
 
Hello sisters how are y'all doin today?
I totes had an anxiety attack at the pharmacy today picking up my hormones so bad that I spent hours in the little girl's room and the police had to get me out.

Also I think that Microsoft needs to start using Rust in Windows.
Yo Darren, my nigga the last time we met you called the cops on me. Like come on my nigga we supposed to be day ones, but don't worry cause you remember when I said I was gonna make my ding-a-ling bigger than yours? Well I did.
And nigga once I come to that mansion you got, that booty is mine.
 
Oh my goddess, girl horny is just- *HUFF* 😤😤 Mistress can give me multiple full body orgasms through nipple play alone, and each lasts for minutes. Estrogen is magic. I didn't know it was possible, but HRT made me even more subby and slutty and GAY. The only downside is it gives me phantom womb. It's like I can feel my body trying to ovulate 😭 Can't wait to get my designer cyberpunk AlloDerm pussy so I can be properly fucked and bred by dommy mommy girlcock fhgjtedjytdgfhgmfg 🥵🥵🥵
 
I feel so angry and sad I could kill myself!!

CW: misgendering, gaslighting.

Hi, I'm 18 year old FtM. Pre-T. I've taken a job in a stationery/art supply store in town for two months. I'm stealth. I have short hair, wear male-style glasses, and wear a binder underneath a (usually) black T-shirt and cargo pants and go by a gender-neutral name (like Terry, not my real name). Two people work alongside me, Carl (not his real name) is a cis gay man and Greta (not her real name either) is a quiet cis woman (don't know if she is straight or gay). Our supervisor is a woman with white hair (let's call her Linda) who usually stays in her private room back store. Everyone treats me nicely, always using the he pronoun. Carl usually took it on himself when heavy lifting are to be done, and I heard that Linda is so supportive that she threw a party for last year's Pride Month. I felt I was lucky to find this job and I could begin to save up for my top surgery.

Everything turned upside down yesterday. My job title is "Stock Manager", which simply means I put things back in order after customers took a look at them. Some customers lift stuff from the store. We usually let that slide: this is not a rich neighborhood, and since Trump is president again, the local school are cutting down on arts budgets, so kids have to buy their own art supplies, and of course not everyone can afford them. It is a systemic problem, and I think I must have sympathy for people oppressed by the system (I'm a communist BTW). Still, when Linda is on the watch we have to take things seriously, which we usually do the, "Hey friend, can I help you? Shall I check out this item for you?" routine. The "customer" usually just put back that item on the shelf, say sorry, and leave. But yesterday there was some fat black man (I'm not racist or fatphobic, but he was a whole two feet taller than me and weighted at least as much as three me put together) who put not one, but FOUR sets of 48-color Faber-Castell pencils underneath his jacket (This incidentally emptied all our inventory of this item). Knowing that Linda is breathing down my neck again, I muster up the courage to walk up to the man as he made for the exit. "Sir, did you forget something?". He went berserk (again, I have no intention to be racist, but I'm just describing him). He told me to shut up my b**ch mouth and call me "little girl", that this is none of my business. I was already shaking, so he easily shoved me aside. Linda came out and said to the man. "Stop!" she said sternly, "is that how you treat a lady? Apologize to her and put the pencils back!". I did not know what happened next; my sights were blurred with tears. I excused myself in the bathroom and cried and cried and cried. I turned the faucet on full because I didn't want them to hear me cry. I could not believe that Linda, of all people, would misgender me when I was at the most vulnerable, I thought she was an ally. I could not believe that she has been gaslighting me into believing that I'm stealth. How can I trust anybody at all??? Linda knocked on the door, and she gentle ask, "Terry, are you going to take the day off? Carl and I can manage. Take a break and do some self care. You've been doing well today." She had good intentions but I couldn't help thinking I'm totally useless and disposable. Worse, two weeks ago I broke up with my boyfriend (19 cis-M) and I lost my only source of support. I went home and I'm not sure if I can go back tomorrow.
 
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My first day as an aunt went poorly. *sigh*
I have a cute little niece, she just turned 11 and I'm kind of biased but she's a gorgeous little girl! I love to spend time with her. We have a tradition of going to McDonald's once a month, it's mostly to give my SIL a break for a couple hours. When she was younger and I was her uncle, it was fun! We both ordered the kids' meals, played with the toys together, and she went in the playpen.
This was our first McDonald's trip after I came out, so I was ready for things to be a little awkward. I didn't expect it to be this awkward. The kiddo looked really uncomfortable seeing me in a dress and makeup. In fact, she asked if we could just go through the drive-thru instead but I said no. I mean, she has to get used to having an aunt.
She looked unhappy, maybe even a little sad as we ate. More picking at her food than usual. I tried to steer conversation to fun stuff like makeup and fashion, girl talk. I tried to jokingly complain about getting lipstick on my teeth and she just muttered, "No one is forcing you to wear lipstick."
At this point she was on her phone a lot, hiding the screen from me which I thought was odd. I asked if she was dating someone, you know, just playfully and she visibly looked panicked. I tried to play it off, be casual, told her that she was quite a catch and I would have liked her if I was in her class!
Well, apparently that was the wrong thing to say because SIL stormed into the restaurant, grabbed kiddo who hugged her and started crying. SIL said nothing and took niece home. Brother won't talk to me.

Ladies, AMITAH?
 
Sisters, today i was just minding my business on twitter and stumbled upon this account called valid people getting L's which is really just hate speech disguised as one of those twitter meme accounts, so i read the first couple tweets and I saw that he regularly posts stuff that's on this subreddit because apparently seeing teenage girls suffer brings him joy, it's one of those things that some disgusting men can get obsessed over, but anyway some of you might already know this.

The part that's even scarier is that they're building a wiki made to archive trans people that they target, where they try to share as much information on a person as possible, and the articles are filled with hate it's scary to even browse. I don't know if this is something we can act upon together on this subreddit, but I also wanted to know wether this is something that everyone is aware of on the subreddit or not.

Anyways do not engage with them and for now we can just talk about it in the comments.

Edit: It's reassuring to know that a lot of people here know about this already, I didn't want to start a panic in the subreddit because they are mostly just asking for attention, i would agree that the best thing to do is report on twitter and don't engage
 
"Why does everyone hate me? Why do they not want me to exist? I recently lost my job as a 2nd grade teacher because of fucking bigots not allowing me to show the class how to properly shove a XXXL glass buttplug up my ass! This is literally 1945, worst than the Holocaust, and Trump is going to kill us all."
 
My mum and dad don't accept me, they keep telling me that I'm not a girly :/ I know I'm a girl!
I'm 19 and love sissy porn, I'm old enough to have my genitals removed! I know I'll never regret it!!
Also, why don't lesbians what to suck my girl dick?
 
Hello Ladies,
I‘m 27MtF and have been on DIY HRT for about 6 months. The first changes are coming in and ahhhh it‘s so exciting and gender conforming to feel more like the lady I was always meant to be day to day. Anyway, after my wife broke up with me when I first came out (1 year ago, it was very traumatic for me to lose her during such a difficult time, but that’s on patriarchy and heteronormative views on marriage - she said she doesn‘t want to date a "man in a dress" and didn‘t listen when I told her it‘s okay to be bisexual and in a lesbian marriage) I have finally worked up the courage to try dating again.
So I installed this app called "HER" which is a lesbian dating app but somehow I can‘t get any serious matches!! It can’t be my pictures, I‘m wearing very classy Old Hollywood style dresses with nice dramatic makeup in all except one bikini photo (who can blame a girl for showing off her curves after all?). I wonder if it has something to do with my "Trans women are women" caption? I fear most lesbians these days are too scared and easily intimated by a real trans lady and I can’t help but wonder if some transphobia is also at play here.
I‘m pre OP anything and I‘m also fairly hairy (I don’t shave for feminism) and it makes me sad lesbians don’t want to match with a woman who doesn’t fit into the regular way a woman should look or act like.
All this happening has really triggered my anxiety and depression so much that I had to call in sick at my work and now I‘m on the verge of getting fired. Please help.
 
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I feel so angry and sad I could kill myself!!

CW: misgendering, gaslighting.
My first day as an aunt went poorly. *sigh*
I have a cute little niece, she just turned 11 and I'm kind of biased but she's a gorgeous little girl! I love to spend time with her. We have a tradition of going to McDonald's once a month, it's mostly to give my SIL a break for a couple hours. When she was younger and I was her uncle, it was fun! We both ordered the kids' meals, played with the toys together, and she went in the playpen.
This was our first McDonald's trip after I came out, so I was ready for things to be a little awkward. I didn't expect it to be this awkward. The kiddo looked really uncomfortable seeing me in a dress and makeup. In fact, she asked if we could just go through the drive-thru instead but I said no. I mean, she has to get used to having an aunt.
She looked unhappy, maybe even a little sad as we ate. More picking at her food than usual. I tried to steer conversation to fun stuff like makeup and fashion, girl talk. I tried to jokingly complain about getting lipstick on my teeth and she just muttered, "No one is forcing you to wear lipstick."
At this point she was on her phone a lot, hiding the screen from me which I thought was odd. I asked if she was dating someone, you know, just playfully and she visibly looked panicked. I tried to play it off, be casual, told her that she was quite a catch and I would have liked her if I was in her class!
Well, apparently that was the wrong thing to say because SIL stormed into the restaurant, grabbed kiddo who hugged her and started crying. SIL said nothing and took niece home. Brother won't talk to me.

Ladies, AMITAH?
I’d love to see the kinds of mask-off replies from other freaks that these would get if they were posted to Reddit. They are so convincingly written.

The pooner would get absolutely dogpiled for having the audacity to portray a person of color in a negative light. The McDonald’s troon would have his predatory behavior excused, and everyone else in the story would be the asshole, except for him.
 
hii do any tgirls here have a noose tying tutorial? trying to make my neck look more feminine but the diy hrt isnt enough :<
 
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