"But I don't want to fix the problem, I want to punish people." A conservative, probably.
I was afraid. Still am. Basically I learned at a young age expressing my preferred gender would cause me harm, and that it would be terrible if anyone ever found out about it. I was aware that there was something I desperately wanted to feel but was terrified to face or understand it. So I constructed ways to access that feeling in a cheap and pornographic manner that barely satisfied the need. Fortunately I realized I can feel it any time I want by just telling myself, "I'm a girl." or when people use feminine pronouns. It took me forty years to figure it out.
Yeah... I had that thought so many times. Didn't realize what it meant till recently.
Because Texas is a fascist state and gives not a shit for consistency. The governer just pardoned a murderer because he killed a BLM protestor. The sate only enforces the law against those they don't like, and give their christian nationalists a hard pass.
That's a good way to put it. I feel that part of it is that I no longer have to view women through the "male gaze" which was always awkward for me. Also sapphic relationships are now open to me.
I've only just recently cracked, but it came with a sudden more clear understanding of my attractions. I have always been attracted to women almost exclusively. I would not have thought I could feel more attracted to women, but suddenly I am. I don't really know how to describe it.
That can be double edged. I just got into the trails series, and discovered that the early games are all collectable.
I can't be trans cause there's no way to change my Y into an X.
Thank you. It's not about the makeup so much as that's one thing that is complex and intimidating among many things that are complex and intimidating about being a woman. It's the first thing I thought of, and I don't even know where to begin. I don't even have to wear makeup, many women don't. I feel like I'm at the bottom of a hill that looks steep and intimidating, I don't know if I can get to the top but at the same time this is just the first hill of the rocky mountains, and I have to get to the other side.
The paradox is that most closeted trans people are absolutely terrible at trusting their inner voice. When you spend your whole life with a nagging disconnect between how the world sees you and how you see yourself, it becomes easier to rely on other people to tell you “who you really are.” Even if you know deep down that all the people in your life are missing some fundamental fact about your identity, it’s nearly impossible to avoid listening to others over oneself.
This right here. my instincts are all off because every external voice told me i was wrong my whole life. Like I was always bad at tests because any time there was an obvious answer I had to question the wording or the context because me feeling right about something is always wrong.
I've talked to her. It was difficult to be coy about it the way it happened, and so far she's been a big help. But we both know this is way above her pay grade.Unfortunately money's tight, and getting a therapist isn't in the cards short term.
Yeah, I've been trying to let everything settle in my mind before making any big decisions. It would be so easy to just jump in go nuts and make everything worse.
This hit me like a week ago. I straight up panicked. I still kinda am. I don't know what to do. I'm fucking terrified. How do you learn how to be a girl in your forties? I don't even know how to do makeup, every time I tried it looked like shit.
I thought I was a femboy. A kinky weird femboy with a supportive girlfriend that didn't mind the occasional dressing up. This is probably way too much for her. I think it's too much for me. But now that I know this I can't not know it. It's like my subconscious just came out of nowhere and was like, "Hey you know that quirky thing about you? Well it turns out that's entirely you, and you're miserable trying to deny it. By the way everything in your experience tells you that people will hate you for it, and the state is actively trying to harm people like you. Also crazy people will probably want to kill you about it Byeeeeeeee!"
What do?
Edit: Thanks everyone for all the helpful comments. All this is still big and scary right now, but I feel a little better about where I am now, and the first few steps. This is a good community here.
Well yeah, that was my first thought. They coat a part of the plane with a radioactive isotope. It would have to be a lot of the stuff to ionize enough air around the part to hide it from radar. Considering that the plane is flying, and the air around it doesn't sit still I would guess that in certain frequencies it would be bright as the sun. If this thing works as stated I wouldn't get close to that thing without a decent amount of concrete between us.
As someone who's into that cuck shit: for the love of god, could they keep the blatant racism out of it for five fucking minutes? I mean he's supposed to be this superior male better in every way, so why does he have all the personality of a car alarm? Also if she's so great that the MC has to accept her cheating, why does it seem like she doesn't give two shits about the other guy/s aside from dick size? And fuck off with you're "Blacked" bullshit. Big dicks come in all colors, have her gangbang the lot of them, but don't tell me she's exclusive to one now cause this one amorphous blob of a guy who's only features are 40% grey skintone, and a massive schlong dicked her down once. Honestly, it's like these things are written by people that have no idea what women want for the same people who are also massively racist.
I honestly feel sorry for all these rubes, getting so wrought up, throwing their money away at shitty puns being anti-woke when they don't even know what that means. They have no idea that the people they are supporting with shitty boomer memes are also the same people that are making their lives as shitty as their memes. They don't see beyond the culture war grandstanding to see that their rights are being stolen one by one. I pity them donating their money at bible salesmen in rich suits promising them righteousness in the form of hate for the other.