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The overwhelming majority of people who have asked me my pronouns, or checked in if a certain way of referring to me was ok (i.e. “lesbian”, “woman”, “girl”, etc.) were people who have known me for at least a few months, or who directly knew my partner. The thing is that these people have heard others refer to me as female, by “she”, and so on repeatedly, and yet they feel the need to “check” or they simply just use their personal gender prerogative to override every bit of social information they’ve heard. I think it’s even more offensive when people do it with my partner, who has had to deal with multiple people just assuming I’m a “they”, even though as my partner she would fucking obviously know my preferences and regularly publicly refers to me as her “girlfriend” and by a female name and pronouns. I can understand, truly, if you aren’t sure about someone’s gender presentation upon meeting someone and you’re having an interaction where offending them might matter. I don’t like compulsory pronoun declarations and I don’t like the precedent it sets when asking someone’s personal relationship to gender as a prerequisite to basic interactions, and gender nonconforming women do get asked in this way more than others with the attending implications of that, but this kind of check-in is less offensive when it is fairly equally applied or used in sparing circumstances. But when someone asks you after having known you, it’s uniquely crazy-making-- like, do you not trust me to manage my own gender business? Do you think all of the information you got from my non-response to being gendered as female needs to be reinterpreted in the face of your feelings about my haircut? Did you not even think to look for social clues before you asked me and got fixated on whether you “should” ask “someone like me” instead? I don’t get it. I had a coworker ask me my pronouns after he had worked with me 3-4 days a week for months; after I responded in genuine bafflement that he’d ask, he then felt the need to defensively tell me an entire shaggy dog story about his home life over the past week and how he wasn’t going to ask me but then agonized to his girlfriend about it (who had met me a handful of times) who insisted to him repeatedly that he needed to ask. Like, ok, bro, you already made it weird enough by asking, why did you need to double down and tell me that your problem with ~my gender~ is apparently not only a topic of discussion at your home but also your girlfriend has a stance on it as well? (Also, way to be gender progressive and blame a pronouns mistake on your what-a-nag of a female partner. Absolutely spectacular.)

at this point, asking gnc women their pronouns is a microaggression

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Silvia Federici, from Wages Against Housework

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Strier, K. B. (2016). Primate behavioral ecology.

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I don’t talk about this aspect of my feminism very often, but understanding this aspect of male-female dynamics was foundational to my personal healing from the way gender identity-based understanding harmed me and coping with the effects of patriarchy on my life-- historically and presently. Without this ground I think it’s difficult to compassionately and clearly understand the female experience, regardless of sexuality, presentation, beliefs about the self, or otherwise. It sounds conspiratorial. It’s not-- it’s the key to understanding why there are male and female at all, rather than just organisms that bud off, to replicate themselves forever. I find those gender critters who want to discuss “biological reality” aren’t too enthusiastic about digging into the real implications of this for either men or women. It is alternately heartbreaking and liberating to know the full parameters-- that this is beyond socialization, yet includes quite a bit of it, that it’s not about brains or junk or hormones per se but the dynamics of reproductive resource investment, that our lives are forever constrained by this dance but that the female role in it is not placid submission. I strongly believe my dysphoria was a kind of grappling with this reality; a form of building a way of being beyond what is constructed in language, thought, and society to keep the arms race going in favor of men. At some point my dysphoria held me back from this project and my well-being; I needed to see with clarity what being female *was* in relation to men to know how to get beyond it. I still do not fully understand my own sexuality, desires, goal-directedness, or how to interface with society in a lesbian specific way. The dark part of this evolutionary dynamic is that the female-centered narrative-- the truthful narrative on women’s behalf-- while not submissive, passive, or fulfilled in being abused, is one rooted in being trapped. It is one crucial, through continuing to cope with the demands of male reproduction, to the development of even more clever and terrifying male strategies. It is the shadow side of female sexuality and motherhood; rabbits eating their young, the toad releasing its eggs before being drowned by the male, the goat gone blank with the hand inside her during artificial insemination. A feminist call to power is often a call to recognize the female shadow. It is often not a call to recognize one’s ability to leave the cave altogether and stand in a different sun. The flip side of “political lesbianism” (whether literal or merely an alternate narrative of witnessing a genuine, long-lived attraction to women) is that feminism often does not appeal to lesbians. After watching bitter arguing between both factions for years, I ultimately believe both sides believe what they do for the same reason. There is no way to be a lesbian, authentically, in a world where being female is participating-- with agency or without-- in the predator-prey, parasite-host dynamic. Politicized lesbians recognize this and believe that there is a kind of feminism that will get them beyond it. Apolitical lesbians recognize this and believe that feminism, as a kind of shadow-female, is merely a form of female participation, even collaboration, with the dynamic. I do not think you can genuinely talk to dysphoric women-- particularly dysphoric lesbians-- if you do not understand that this is the genesis of sexual dimorphism and sexual reproduction. Existential terror-- felt in the body itself in all of its myriad ways-- is an appropriate response to witnessing this dynamic. No amount of “female empowerment” can convince a woman who understands the parameters to enjoy them or be at peace. It is often not a dysphoric woman’s role in the dance but the fact that the dance exists whatsoever-- has built her body from her mother’s blood and bone, and formed it into the shape it exists in, with the eyes and stakes of an arms race upon it-- that is what makes her life unbearable in the way that it does.

basics of sexual conflict within species. taught to undergrads who study evolutionary biology everywhere. 

note how male is analogous with parasite and predator

‘male trait costly to females’ means males harming females

note how female doesn’t just ‘submit’ to being harmed, but evolves countermeasures. it’s an arms race

but feminists are supposed to ignore this and act like this has no effect on humans.

#dysphoria

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I was just thinking about we were and still are just things for men to use and get pleasure from and then we're not "real women" when you don't do them. It just make me sad.

Treating a human being like an object shows a lack of humanity on their part- not ours. What helped me was realising that I was not the problem. How men see me isn’t who I am, and spending time away from them and devaluing their attention really helped. I learnt how amazing my body was for me and myslef alone, and my life improved by a hundred 👌🏽

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I’m just grasping at anything that might help at this point but please I am desperate. I don’t want to end up some ugly scum halfman tran. The dysphoria is killing me but I don’t wanna be trans in any way shape or form. I literally can’t stand being a woman without literal daily breakdowns but what’s the fuxkin point if I’m not a real man and never will be one. Please just help me get the trans out I hate this I don’t want to be a mentally ill freak to my friends and family I want to be normal

your desperation really comes through in this ask, i’m so sorry to see how deeply you’re hurting.

i suspect there’s a lot of negative self talk in your life right now. there’s no need to create a false dichotomy between “ugly scum halfman tran” and whatever negative attachments you hold with being a woman. this is a false choice and you’re doing yourself no favors thinking like this. it creates a situation where you either suffer being whatever characture you have of women or you resign to the inevitability of transition, which you also hold a lot of negativity about.

my best advice is, first and foremost, stop speaking to yourself this way. don’t call yourself a freak or scum, don’t call people like you halfman scum (people like you meaning females with dysphoria).

next, seek therapy. i don’t mean this disparagingly, i sincerely believe you need the help of a professional to navigate the waters right now.

here are some truths about your situation:

1) you’re female. transition or not, you will always be female and never be male. transition or not, you’re going to need to deal with whatever misogyny you harbor that makes you unable to stand being a woman, because you will never be male. you’ll either hate yourself for existing as a woman or you’ll hate yourself for never being male enough, and you’ll resent males because you can’t be one, and you’ll resent women who have made peace with their existence as females. that’s a shitty way to live. again, seek therapy, seek help.

2) this doesn’t make you a freak. you’re human and you exist in a fucked up, misogynistic society. you’re someone who is suffering and needs help, but you’re not a freak. mental illness does not make you a freak.

3) you can’t “get the trans out;” there is no entity within you that is trans, like some kind of possession, like some kind of soul-poltergeist. transness is an ideology—you either believe yourself to be another gender (making you trans) or you don’t (meaning you’re not. if something requires you to believe in it to be “real,” it’s a faith, a lot like religion is a faith. you can only stop believing you’re inherently, intrinsically another gender, like losing faith in a religion. personally, this is what i’d advise. faith-based ideologies don’t interest me, and a faith-based ideology that encourages you to change your body with surgery and/or meds, spend money, drastically alter your social place in the world—that’s destructive. it asks you to chase an ideal that is inherently out of reach (becoming male), but if you can’t reach it or find happiness in doing so (you never actually change sex), it’s your fault (sounds like a religion, no?).

4) you need help (professional and interpersonal). if there are people in your life you can turn to, lean on them. none of us is an island, none of us gets through life alone. if you have support, lean. seek out therapists. seek out female role models, talk to women, find women who are like you and talk to them. there is so much joy and healing in connecting with other women. for me, connecting with butch women and other lesbians is an oasis in the desert.

you’re okay as you are, you just need a little help. you don’t have to make a decision right now. any decision you make you can alter at any point in the future.

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social media turned the entire world into a university and this is a bad thing.

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Being a successful Cool Girl is a surefire gateway to absolutely hating men. Wannabe Cool Girls, the women and girls who keep trying to be the Cool Girl but don’t quite get there, don’t realize that the Cool Girl endgame is men genuinely assuming that you’ll be down with misogyny and letting you see things that will traumatize you forever. I was a good Cool Girl for a very brief period, and it’s absolutely what radicalized me. I wish every woman knew the shit that men said to me and in front of me about them. I tried to find all the girls I had names for online to tell them the truth, and I still feel guilty, 6 years later, about the ones I couldn’t locate.

A guy proudly sent me dozens of different nudes that he was secretly screenshotting from Snapchat with some sketchy app. “How is a fat girl like a bicycle? It’s fun to ride until your friends see.” Did you know that nearly every man uses some degree of incel terminology to talk about women? “Bros before hoes” isn’t a joke - men have the strongest class solidarity I’ve ever seen in my fucking life; a man will defend another man that he hates, another man that he’s never even met, over pretty much any woman. Most men genuinely believe that women think totally differently than they do, that women are confusing liars and that’s why relationships don’t work out. Your “feminist ally” male friends and coworkers are calling you a feminazi cunt while they drink beer, and it means nothing to them. Men discuss porn like they’re phD art historians analyzing the design of a Renuar.

Most importantly, the very, very few men who aren’t like this, who didn’t actually say sexist things or talk shit about women - they never stood up to the other men. Ever. When men are alone with their bros and the Cool Girls, the “good men” still don’t say a fucking word in defense of women. If you’re the Cool Girl and you say something, you’re immediately excommunicated forever, and the “good man” texts you later to say he agreed and he’s sorry, but he doesn’t stand up for you. He knew the whole time that the moment you opened your mouth all the other men would add you to the hatable female category, and he’s not gonna risk it happening to him. And guess what? Even before you say anything, even when you’re still the Cool Girl, the guys are talking about you the same way they talk about other women when you’re not around. I heard them do it to the other Cool Girls.

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I am a blank figure stuck inside my mothers mirror. I am a reflection built from grief and despair. If you asked my mother what I look like, she would say, the feeling of being lost in a dark place that you cannot run from and somehow you’d understand. I thought, if I could make myself smaller maybe there would be room for me. If I could squeeze into the body of someone else, someone worthy enough, I could then start to live. In the mirror, I repeat to myself, this is my body and I will build a home from it. I will be my very own private garden and I will become the hummingbird. I will become the frost on a winter morning, I will glisten in the sun. I will make the most beautiful home out of my body, the flowers will grow and I will live, I will live, I will live.

— Hannah Green, from “The Gardener.”

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What is it with artists and putting something else on top of a nude/partially dressed woman’s body instead of a head? Is it just that faces are hard to draw or is there something more to it?

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an educational graphic about critical thinking for tumnblr

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I’ve been considering medical transition for some time and I am certain that I am acutely gender dysphoric especially in regards to my physical characteristics. I also believe that it has exasperated my anxiety and depression, and the thought of potentially being able to transition and alleviate my physical dysphoria is a largely comforting thought. However, do you think I should, or should I just try and cope with the depression? Not being antagonistic btw, I’m just genuinely interested.

you’re welcome to ask me anything, my ask box is meant to be a place for people to bring tough questions, but i do want to make my biases clear; i very openly and obviously do not believe transition is the right solution to gender dysphoria. i believe is does more harm than good, both to the individual and the society in which the individual exists. i believe this from my own experience of transition/gender dysphoria and from critical thought/extensive research on the topic. so when you ask me whether you should transition or try to cope, after laying my biases on the table, my answer is try to cope.

you state you’ve become certain you are acutely gender dysphoric--and please correct me if this next statement is off base, but--you say that as though there’s such a thing as “real” or “true” gender dysphoria (meaning it’s innate and will certainly be cured or helped by transition) and something that looks like gender dysphoria but gets misinterpreted and misdiagnosed (like whatever us detransitioners experienced). but there’s not. there’s no meaningful difference between my gender dysphoria and the gender dysphoria experienced by someone who transitioned and remained transitioned; the difference is how we’ve chosen to deal with it.

this is not a popular or particularly kind statement, but i mean it in a purely factual sense--gender dysphoria is a mental illness. transition is one way to cope with it. in my experience and opinion, it is not the most effective way to deal with it and can also cause a lot of tangential harm (physical, mental, social, monetary, etc.).

gender dysphoria is a symptom in the way body dysmorphia is a symptom in the way paranoia is a symptom. it’s a mental condition that convinces the person experiencing it there’s something wrong with the body when there’s actually something wrong with the brain (or in the case of paranoia, convinces the person there’s something wrong externally, with whatever the object of paranoia is, when the reality is there’s something wrong with the brain). transition treats the body in the way dieting/starving treats the anorexic’s body dysmorphia in the way isolation/avoidance treats the paranoid person’s paranoia--all of these are external ways of coping with/mitigating/lessening the external manifestation (symptom) of an internal disorder (mental illness). and this is why transition helps alleviate the symptom of gender dysphoria! but it does nothing to address the root. and when the root remains unaddressed and intact, the symptom can always reemerge--at very least the symptom will always require active mitigation (transition and a trans identity require constant maintenance and the participation of others to substantiate--which is to say, others must also participate in the delusion that one is the opposite (or another) sex).

that got long. back to you and your question; at the end there, it seems like you’re conflating gender dysphoria and depression. these may be in concert with one another, encouraging one another, but they’re distinct symptoms. you could very well pursue transition AND choose to cope with your depression in another way--and if you choose transition, you SHOULD address your depression independently. shit, you should treat the depression first, because that’s not a life-changing, irreversible treatment like physical transition is.

having stated above what my opinion is and will always be WRT transitioning (don’t--find another way to cope), i want to encourage you to figure out WHY you experience gender dysphoria in the first place and whether there’s anything else you can do to cope with it before transition. whether you ultimately choose to transition or not, doing that, investigating your gender dysphoria, will have always been a good thing. maybe you realize you can cope and heal without transition or maybe you simply get a better idea of where your notions of gender come from (because, as gender is a social phenomenon, your ideas about gender and the resulting gender dysphoria is certainly not an innate characteristic) and that gives you a more certain place from which to begin physical transition. but whatever it uncovers for you, you’ll be more informed and self aware heading into the next part of your life.

this is a hard place to be and i am wishing you luck, clarity, and strength. rooting for you, friend.

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Are there any books or articles you've read and would reccomend about detransitioning? I've been watching Erin Brewer's interviews and realizing there is so much about detransitioning I didnt know or even think about. Have you watched any of her videos? I've just watched 2 or 3 interviews of hers within the last few days.

I haven’t! I rarely watch anything on youtube. the online writing of redressalert and crashchaoscats were probably the most influential to me and in general having connections with other detransitioned women who politicize their experiences has been huge- there’s nothing like having conversations with other women about ideas!!!!!! Katie herzog’s article is the only good one I’ve read on detransition, but like iirc she didn’t really have any new takes herself, she just didn’t censor the interview subjects

lesbian feminist and more generally second wave feminist writing don’t directly address detransition but they were very useful to me. Big ones would be gynecology by Mary daly, call me lesbian by julia penelope, the transsexual empire (and a passion for friends. and women as wombs) by Janice raymond, loving to survive by dee lr graham, the cancer journals by Audre Lorde, fight back! Feminist resistance to male violence, women of ideas by dale spender, changing our minds by celia kitzinger and rachel perkins, backlash by Susan Faludi, right wing women by Andrea dworkin, woman and nature by Susan griffin, and scum manifesto!!

Feminist stuff I found useful later were older lesbian periodicals (old sinister wisdom and common lives/lesbian lives mainly, plus the lesbian ethics periodical), the book lesbian ethics by sarah hoagland, the anthology for lesbians only, lesbian philosophy by jeffner allen, lesbian philosophies and cultures edited by Jeffner allen, spirited lesbians by Nett hart, the sexual liberals and the assault on feminism edited by Dorchen leidholdt .....

Non-feminist (and often actively anti-feminist) books about cosmetic surgery that were clarifying for me were flesh wounds by virginia Blum, beauty junkies by Alex kuczynski, and reshaping the female body by Kathy Davis

I also found reading about the American history of eugenics and other forms of racist and/or classist, and/or ableist medical violence useful in understanding the landscape re: medical projects of bodily control here. So the most useful to me there would be Killing the black body and fatal invention by Dorothy roberts, American eugenics by Nancy ordover, preaching eugenics by Christine Rosen, the Nazi connection: American racism and German national socialism by Stefan Kühl, medical apartheid by Harriet A Washington, normal at any cost by Susan Cohen, surrogacy: a human rights violation by renate klein, and the bioethics of enhancement by mindy hall

also some mostly not-at-all-obviously-detransition-related fiction or memoir I found relevant to understanding my experience of transition would be a hive for the honeybee by soinbhe lally, empathy by Sarah Schulman, dietland by Sarai walker, autobiography of a face by Lucy greely, frankenstein by Mary wollstonecraft shelley, captive wild by lois crisler, and you all grow up and leave me by piper weiss

the book transformative experience by LA Paul doesn’t fit into any of these groupings but it’s a really great little philosophy book by a female author and also big to me on this topic

I am always very happy to talk about any of these also please dm me about a book

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A Room of Ones Own, Virginia Woolf.

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I wanted to make a post regarding my experience. I was 13 when I started IDing as a transguy and I am now 21, not utilizing gender as an ideology. So, you could say I have "reidentified" as a woman but in a lot of ways it just feels like I have *recognized* what has been true all along--that I just *am* a woman.

I did not think about gender identity at all as a younger child. I was somewhat of a "tomboy" but I still enjoyed a lot of traditionally assumed girl toys and interests (not saying this matters in a real sense but it does to concepts of transness). I had 0 indication of any sort of desire to shift genders until age 13.

I was on the internet quite often as a kid, tween and teen. I was born in 1999 so, I have essentially been growing up with computers and specifically the internet, in my life. My parents had an approach towards the internet that was informed by their beliefs of self-privacy. In other words, my internet usage was never monitored. I used to really appreciate that but I recognize how problematic that is now.

I had gotten into a lot of erotic yaoi and gay movies (specifically gay men) at one point starting around ages 11/12, i don't remember how i came across it exactly. But i had a desire to be in a relationship like that, i wanted to be in a gay male relationship. And while I had those desires, I never translated that into thinking that *I* was male.

Shortly after or around this time, I started going through puberty. I got very large breasts at a young age and I got hit by periods *hard*. I recognize now that this threw me into a depression and I also developed a lot of self-hate. I was uncomfortable with breasts and periods made me feel like I was dying for 7 days a month. I wanted desperately to rid of this body. I was just, so uncomfortable. I still did not translate any of this into thing I was male.

As I have said, I had a lot of easy access to the internet and was online quite often. I used IMVU religiously. I had a hard time fitting in and making friends irl but it felt seamless on there. However, and this is after I had been into the yaoi, my avatar and perceived sex was male on there. I presented as male online for awhile. Before I had done that I had people just assuming I was based on typing and at some point I noticed how different people were with me if they knew I was female so... i just started presenting as male online. And I had friends, people found me funny, I was able to live out these fantasies I had of being a gay man in a way with the online relationships I had (ironically, many of the other "guys" I dated at this time ended up also being catfish who were other young girls like me). I had created a whole life and backstory to this person who did not exist but who i wanted desperately to be because... I felt liked and happy as that person and in real life... I hated myself and felt extremely alone and uncomfortable. I still did not translate any of this into me being or becoming male.

So, I came clean about my real identity at one point. And for about a week or so, I was just me online. And I remember talking to one of my online friends at the time on Kik and I don't know what I was complaining or talking about but she ended up asking if I had heard of transgenderism. Which I hadn't. 13-year-old me does all sorts of research on the topic and my brain basically goes--- "wow. this must be what is going on. I hate my body, I don't like being a girl. It just makes sense" and then I basically r/eggirl'ed my whole life, i.e. I cut off all my long hair twice as a 3 and 4 year old.. definitely must have been a sign of me actually being a gay boy born in a girl's body. And that was it. That sealed it. I thought I had figured out who I was and I ran with it. I should note that at this time there was also a specific "look" that I wanted-- i really think my brain was confused bc the look I wanted was just guys I found attractive.

I got into trans youtubers like Skylarkeleven, came out to my family. A couple of them were skeptical, my mom was confused but ultimately did research, saw the scare tactics of trans kids killing themselves and decided to support me in all of this. She found a therapist for me, who had experience with trans people, and I went there for a year--she helped convince the people who were skeptical into going along with this all. And after a year of.. not the most productive therapy, I was able to start testosterone which was on my checklist of transition "goals". This was at the ripe old age of 14. And so until August of this year, at age 21, I injected myself with testosterone. For basically 7 years.

Additionally, I got my learner's permit while I was trans so that was listed as male and I had changed my name legally to a male name. I was allowed to get top surgery, double incision mastectomy with nipple grafts, at age 16 after binding my chest for 3 years (which honestly made the desire for the top surgery heightened bc the discomfort of binders).

For the first couple years of my transition I tried to stealth and pass (unsuccessfully bc I am short and even after all the T and top surgery, just never looked "male enough"). Basically all of high school i did this, and yes the entirety of my high school life I was trans.. and it fucked with me socially. You wouldn't think something like where you change for gym would matter but I swear it does. I always went to nurse's bathroom so. I was just alone. And for some reason that fucks with me now because I remembered being able to have some relief in talking with friends in the locker room away from the guys. But I didn't think about that or question any of that in the moment bc my brain at this time was obsessed with my gender identity. It is insane to me now how much time and effort and stress I had over this. I never fit in with the guys and I made it harder for other women to want to connect with me. Even though I had some boosts in confidence it took a major nose dive toward the end of high school and in college.

My entire college life was as a transguy. I went to a state school that was ultra, ultra woke and LGBTQA+ centered. It was here that instead of recognizing a lot of the red flags I had throughout my transition (hating facial hair that I always shaved off, hating increased hair on my body in general, hating the shape of my body, not comfortable showing my chest still because it "still feels wrong", never having had bottom discomfort other than hating periods, and increasingly at this point, being unhappy with the affects T had on my voice, etc..) I double-downed on my ID. I was no longer trying to pass and be stealth, I became very vocal and visible with my identity and I even made my senior project related to trans identity. I roomed with guys the entire time and I am really upset by that now bc I feel I missed out. I made no close friends at college other than 1 roommate I roomed with every year bc he was a decent, clean and genuine guy and I was terrified of who else I could end up having to have sleep next to me (rightfully so bc one of the guys that shared an on-campus apartment with us and slept in the other room it ended up being found out that he had.. raped a couple people which disgusts the fuck out of me now to know I shared a space with this trash for a year). Anyway.

I got very lax with my T shots towards the last couple months of usage, i skipped a lot of weeks.

COVID happened and I was out of college, and I moved out with my partner and I don't know exactly when this happened but the "looks" I was going for were certainly... female by this point. I dropped acid again and got very *honest* with myself (I will say that my limited experiences with LSD have been overwhelmingly therapeutic) and I had discovered the r/detrans sub and I eventually recognized that. I didn't need to do any of this. And I needed to stop. I didn't want to put this effort in anymore. I didn't care anymore. And I just... stopped. I told my family, I stopped IDing as a transguy, changed my gender on my IDs to F, started going by a different name, stopped testosterone, it is all quite literally another transition in a lot of ways. I have so much grief still over all that I have done to myself and feel like I have messed up. I was diagnosed with GID, and yet here I am. I tried to be as detailed as possible here. Maybe just to give some insight to what can happen when you have a mixture of different issues going on and you allow a self-diagnosis to lead the charge and have a therapist that goes along with what you say thats straight off the web for what you should say to get through trans therapy and get access to get HRT.

At this point. I think it is extremely important to not allow HRT and surgeries like this to be performed on kids. As well as encouraging therapy to work on an individual basis rather than just hearing "trans" and then adhering to the checklist and doing a mixture of hiding some truth (in terms of not explaining all of what can happen from HRT and the fact that longterm usage has barely been studied) and scare tactics (trans kids will hurt or kill themselves if not affirmed) to get parents on board.

I don't believe everyone who says they are trans or supports them is malicious in their beliefs but my vantage point now has me seriously scared for people younger than me now and for what is actively happening. I literally see this all as a warped version of self-acceptance. It is self-hate in the guise of self-acceptance. And underlying and/or connected issues are swept under the rug in therapy as soon as the narrative has placed that you are trans.

Sorry that this turned into some sort of rant. I hope this is informative in some way. I felt the need to share this in length somewhere.

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"A history of sleeping with or dating men does not mean someone is straight or bi." - i really have to disagree with this ESPECIALLY now in 2020. There's a case to be made for previous generations I suppose but imo anyone born after idk like 1985 (and in a western country) I really don't think this explanation holds up in an era of tolerance, acceptance, and laws changing in our favour.

I think you are wrong. Laws don’t change religion, family dynamics, cultural traditions, or attitudes. Lesbians are still very much raised surrounded by straight being the “healthy default”. What is celebrated as normal is to find a  “nice man” and get married and have kids. This is still very much the societal expectation. It is not really the fault of society, statistically, most people will be straight. The whole “find a nice man” crap is bullshit for any sexual orientation but yet, it is still held up as the ideal.  

You can’t just pick a random year “idk like 1985″ as the year that “TADA. it is great to be gay!”. It does not work that way.  Young gay men are still called “f%^gots” by their peers. Young lesbians are still sexualized and demeaned for liking women. Butches are told they are predators or “manly”. Young femmes are told they are “too pretty to be lesbians”.   I raised many kids and still have one in school. She takes crap every day for “dressing like a boy” or “wanting to be a man”.. she is not trans nor sees herself as GNC.. she just likes boys clothes and short hair. (guilty by default I guess).  

I am active with an LGBT youth and adult support center and in lesbian mentor circles and on line, and trust me, what you think about “things changing in our favour” is wrong. Dead wrong. If you are lucky enough to have zero backlash for your orientation or presentation or maybe you are just THAT strong to avoid that bullshit seeping into your brain, kudos to you and congratulations on privileges few of us have.  

I have raised foster kids who were kicked from middle class homes for being gay or being to “girly for a boy”. It is disgusting but reality. 

I lived in a time when it was dangerous to be out. (or could be) and many of my friends lived when it was down right illegal to be same sex attracted.  I can tell you.. laws do not change attitudes nor stop families (and random strangers) from letting us know they think our natural attraction is wrong or perverted. Many kids, internet access or no, are isolated from real life Lesbian role models. I get Facebook and Tumblr messages, and now some on Tiktok, telling me they know no older butches IRL or any lesbians of any age.  I can tell you, as someone that looked my entire childhood to see older women like me, that missing piece can cause us to mistrust our own feelings and act in opposition to what we really need to be happy. 

So call it Comp Het or call it societal influences or call it “trying to fit it” or call it internalized homophobia, but dating, having sex with, marring men is something many young lesbians do because they mistrust the feelings they have since they have no life model to go by. Or possibly, they are well aware of their same sex attraction but have been told it is “not real” or a “Phase” or “girl crushes are normal.. it will go away” or perhaps they fear loss of safety, home, family and security and they hope ( or try to believe) that if they try hard enough, they can learn to be happy in a heterosexual role. 

I would urge you to have some sympathy, to look at the lives of others not in your bubble or echo chamber and see that not everyone has an easy path to discover or live their true passionate best lesbian life. I wish they did, and I am doing my part to  be visible and out to help those who need to see their future in a real life lesbian.