>>4636For the love of god get off /tttt/-adjacent spaces. Even the well-meaning people here are full of shit, and it’s very telling that they describe cis-trans friendship as some weirdly fetishistic transactional “faghag-hon” symbiosis. It’s just a repackaged blackpill and it breaks my fucking heart.
For all the flak Steven Universe gays get, you will find genuine acceptance and hope in that crowd. Lots of us are also autistic losers. I’m cis, autistic, and barely leave the house. I will never look like Brigitte either, because I’m not a cartoon. Lots of trans women are more conventionally attractive than I am, but that doesn’t make me, or you, or these women, any less of a woman.
I just. I don’t know how to properly convey this, but I’ve. I’ve seen how hope, or the lack thereof, can make or break a person. When one of my friends came out, the whole squad supported her, and she was full of hope and eager to transition. One of our friends hooked her up with a local org that helped her with all the paperwork, expedited the waiting lists a ton, and within a year she was medically transitioning. She and her identical twin brother barely look related now, she’s actually blossomed.
By contrast, my ex-girlfriend (who was also part of the friend group) had been so blackpilled by /tttt/ that she saw no way out. I tried to support her as best as I could, but it was like she had tunnel vision. I hate the concept of passing, but I cannot emphasize how much she passed even without HRT. She was convinced that somehow, everyone could clock her by her posture and gait and some arcane form of phrenology. Our friend tried to hook her up with the same help for HRT and she refused because she didn’t see the point. She said she’d tried on her own for years (bad idea, it’s why these orgs exist) and got nowhere, therefore it was pointless and she was doomed to suffer dysphoria forever. Then our friend cracked her egg and was doing HRT within the year and she knew this but somehow still believed she was uniquely incapable of being happy. I had to watch, helplessly, as she sunk further and further into despair, sabotage herself at every turn, and become a bitter, angry person who believed herself unworthy of love. I had to break up with her because she was dragging me down with her and I already struggle with deep depression, but we stayed friends because I still loved and cared about her. Months later she sort of… mentally snapped, went on a furious unhinged rant, stopped talking to everyone and blocked everyone’s numbers, social media, everything.
She’s okay. Physically, at least. It’s been years but I check her Instagram every now and then. Afaik she still hasn’t gone on HRT like she desperately wanted and needed, and it breaks my heart. I hope someday she’ll stop pushing people away, accept help, and work towards the happiness she deserves.
I’m saying all this because I really think these 4chan-adjacent echo chambers can truly be a death trap for trans people, especially transfems. Genuinely, objectively, from the bottom of my heart, from the outside looking in, cis people don’t obsess over skull shape and shoulder width. Literally the number one clock factor is just. Voice. And you can voice train on your own for free. Everything else, and I do mean literally everything else, HRT and laser can take care of. I swear estrogen is some kind of shapeshifting sorcery because yall will look like women even in so-called boymode. Just a girl in a hoodie, looking comfy. I’m so serious, it’s not a platitude. The average cis person will look at you and say “girl” and will only clock you if your voice doesn’t match.
I’m rambling, sorry. I just. I hope you can find the courage and safety to transition someday. And for the love of god don’t take that damn blackpill.