- Joined
- Jan 18, 2023
Over the following two weeks I then cultivated this stupid fantasy. I'd invite my old friend group, and they'd show up, and hear the emotion in my words, and maybe their hearts would be stirred. I didn't think I'd change any minds - that wasn't the point of the panel, after all - but maybe this was my way in, the way to have that hard conversation. We'd all go to get pizza afterward and shoot the shit. And it would all be open and raw and beautiful and honest. I'd been the president of that group, and a trans woman, so I had some cred, right?
Right?
Tragic that even after his epiphany, he still has the typical tranny main character syndrome.
"And then everybody will clap!"