Just because I'm trans doesn't mean I can't hate being a woman
Estrogen cripples my physical strength & leaves me weak & useless. I am constantly paranoid around men because were it not for social convention I am totally at their mercy. I cannot hold my girlfriend's hand without fear of bigots. No one takes what I say seriously whatsoever. I can't get mad at anyone ever, I can't curse, I can't ever show my true self. I can't voice my opinion on anything, because it would fall on deaf ears. I can be loved only as a sex object, a prostitute you can marry (at least until gay marriage gets banned again ig). While I can't get pregnant & will never have a period, I am hopelessly dependent on modern medicine just because I am a woman no matter how much diy I stockpile. I can never be a leader, a politician, confident, strong, anything like that.
My attractiveness to others is the only way I am valued, & thus every single detail of myself must be constantly hyperanalyzed in a Patrick Bateman-esque siege on my psyche. My voice, my weight, my makeup, my hair, my physique, my clothing, even my fucking facial microexpressions, everything must be constantly monitored. Even my clothes are physically constraining & uncomfortable, & I am so paranoid about my appearance that I have to sleep a certain way so I still look as attractive as I can be when I sleep. Womanhood is a prison, it's like if masking as an autistic person extended to every cell of your body. It is divine punishment, an eternal penitnence. It is the greatest form of cuckoldry in existence, it is a cage that surrounds you even in your dreams. If it weren't for crippling dysphoria I never would have transitioned because being a man is just objectively superior. I can never fully live, never exist freely, solely because I am a woman.
And the worst part is that I can't even complain about this to anyone because cissoids will be like "just detransition lol" because they are emotionally crippled bovine-brained imbeciles. Being a woman sucks & I so wish I didn't have to be one.
My attractiveness to others is the only way I am valued, & thus every single detail of myself must be constantly hyperanalyzed in a Patrick Bateman-esque siege on my psyche. My voice, my weight, my makeup, my hair, my physique, my clothing, even my fucking facial microexpressions, everything must be constantly monitored. Even my clothes are physically constraining & uncomfortable, & I am so paranoid about my appearance that I have to sleep a certain way so I still look as attractive as I can be when I sleep. Womanhood is a prison, it's like if masking as an autistic person extended to every cell of your body. It is divine punishment, an eternal penitnence. It is the greatest form of cuckoldry in existence, it is a cage that surrounds you even in your dreams. If it weren't for crippling dysphoria I never would have transitioned because being a man is just objectively superior. I can never fully live, never exist freely, solely because I am a woman.
And the worst part is that I can't even complain about this to anyone because cissoids will be like "just detransition lol" because they are emotionally crippled bovine-brained imbeciles. Being a woman sucks & I so wish I didn't have to be one.
