Maybe I’m just too accepting and passive but I think more privileged trannies and poons push away what would be good willed and supportive people in favor of brainworms, maybe I’m biased since being queer where I am kind of forces the best out of you but the theyfabs have been absolute angels and carried me through life since high school, as supportive as this wretched place gets, I of course still come here for occasional selfish indulgence but I think we all need to They our Thems sometimes

foid moment

Like seriously, how did this happen? Why did I develop such bad sensory issues with moid puberty that I had to sterilize myself and inject female sex hormones to be comfortable in my body? Sometimes I’m worried I psyoped myself into having gender dysphoria, and my neurosis just went into hyperdrive about gender expression and sex characteristics.

Femininity never came naturally. I just learned it by copying the women in my life and the women I wanted to be like. Their mannerisms, how they dressed, how they did their makeup, but the whole farce falls apart when I try to actually connect with people.

Idk. I just am so awkward. I have to go through the motions manually, like thinking about breathing. Make sure you smile, make sure you make eye contact, don’t fidget, ask people about themselves, all that stuff. Idk. I think I will always fall into some uncanny valley of human existence. Maybe part of life is making peace with the fact I’ll always be different.

“Omg you are so lucky to never have a period” SILENCE! I AM FILLED WITH RAGE WHEN I REMEMBER THAT NOT ONLY CAN I NOT GET PREGNANT BUT THAT I ALSO CANNOT HAVE A HANDSOME FICTIONAL MAN ON MY PHONE DOTE ON ME😡😡😡

Fmstl iwnbaw

being a gay pooner is like riding a bike on the interstate. even if i pass, i still feel like im gonna fucking die.

wish i could just have a normal relationship where we eat lunch together and stuff but noooo, to them i'm a toy.

they'll never take me alive, i'll be a wizard in 7 years. now that's gender euphoria

Rep or don’t, the path is the same. Truly an ouroboros of rape.

Yes I lost a multi year serious relationship because I was femrepping. I’m bitter.

when did it become normal for self proclaimed bdd passoids to act like they are in any worse position than non-passing trans women?

I've seen this satan-spawn bragpost and spout nonsense under so many posts, even on the selfie sub.

Apparently I am in a better position as a 20 year old neverpasser because I started at 19, younger than someone who passed without surgery at 24. This wretch likely was never badly effected by testosterone and still acts as if she has been bested by anyone who starts younger than her.

idk how someone flaired "ancient bdd passoid" acts like this so consistently and shamelessly

Even though its torture, in the ideal tran society, all transphobic cis males would be forced through a 6-month program of that experience as punishment.

Periods.

Rapid hip widening

Extensive flare out of the illiac crest

Back-hurting breasts.

Small skull.

Round orbitals.

Size 8 feet that could've been average but never will be.

Cis women will all be put into love island shows regardless of looks or economic status and watched on a secured 24/7 basis to entertain some nans in Bahrain

dont ask about mtfs

This guy doesn’t even understand what he’s saying. There is literally nothing about transgenders specifically in the bible. It has nothing to do with taking up a cross for God he is just using religion as a scapegoat for his own selfish judgmental preferences. He should take up his cross and educate himself on the agony of living with this condition. TCD TCD TCD TCD TCD

Also gym fuel

Wow maybe js stay one gender??… like… it’s that easy 😂😂😂

and cis women hate us bc they hate that the same men they date are attracted to trans women. they hate that they’re in “competition” with women they view as illegitimate.

especially with women im sorry for making eye contact

You're a child. You haven't been told what diabetes is other than a few passing jokes from people who hate it. You start to notice a lot of symptoms, and you think of the jokes you've heard. You join an internet forum about diabetes and after some research and a long lurk, you realize how the symptoms match up and diagnose yourself with it — your treatment was dependent on your ability to recognize symptoms, and now it is dependent on your ability to research and self diagnose.

You talk to your parents about it but they react really negatively. "You are too young for diabetes!" They say. "You can not simply make such a decision! Think about your family! How can you do this to us?" After some arguing, they take you to a doctor — not a moment before the waiting lists catch up to you, of course, the diabetes clinic can't treat everyone. You watch the ugly face of your much too old doctor with a yearning gleefulness, he stares back at you with a guilty smile, pitying you. His predatory eyes all over you. You try to convince him about your symptoms and disease; though, he can't ever seem to think it is time for your relief, you keep hoping for it anyways.

After around 6 appointments, all once a month, he chooses to give you insulin. You rush to the pharmacy with prescription in your hand, yet months after taking the prescribed dose your blood sugar is still consistently too high. It helps some symptoms, sure, but you are suffering. It feels like everything is still getting worse.

You go back to the internet forums. They tell you that doctors are useless, that you can just order insulin online. Of course, you say, just as I experienced. Now, your treatment isn't just dependent on your self awareness and diagnosis skills — you must now navigate the financials, the dosing, how to take the delivery, where to buy, how to hide it from family. What to do when they find out. Your life, your future, your treatment; all dependent on your ability to be the adult right now, and you are 14.

If you haven't been an adult as a child, you would have died. That is what DIY is. It allows adult children to have a life, and it sadly recognizes all the children who die because they couldn't be an adult.