u/DivinityIncantate

Get ready for such wonderful hits as:

“Ew look at how they joke about forcefem, that’s so weird!”

“It should’ve been a red flag that they use it/its, I mean who does that??”

“Omg, look they were sexualizing minors!!!! [image of consensual roleplay between adults with niche kinks you have]. Look that that stupid tran thinks sex is XDDD”

“They literally made it their whole personality, no wonder they were a groomer”

At least two video essays on specific niche subcommunities having to do with therianism or petplay (they technically have nothing to do with the drama, but everyone knows why they’re talking about it now).

5000 carbon copies commentary channels stealing each other’s scripts, but finding a unique word for troon every time the alleged offender is mentioned.

Billions of self flagellating queers talking about how they feel so betrayed and hurt to know someone they looked up to could do this. Cissies congratulating them for being one of the good ones in the comments of every post.

The victim has to go into hiding from the hate mob that has formed around both them and their abuser.
“We did it, Reddit”

I’ve kinda had a lot of brainworms for a while now about passing or at the very least presenting feminine. I’ve enforced a lot of the same “trans women usually shave so depicting them with facial hair is patronizing and fetishitic” rhetoric I took from 4tran. And as much as it still feels odd to say, it’s okay for women to have facial hair.

Since moving to a more queer friendly area I’ve met more and more trans women that don’t look like me and don’t fit the standards I’ve had to in order to be safe in public. I’m realizing that I’ve oftentimes took it upon myself to be the “normal” trans person in any discussion, and cater to cis people because I thought it made me safer. Part of this was daily shaving, hyper modest clothing that was still feminine, and never leaving home without some kind of makeup to feminize my face a bit. I’ve had the privilege of passing (and stealthing) fairly quickly into medical transition, but that has kept me in a constant state of on-guardedness. I feel the pressure to be what cisiety wants to see, and that includes regular shaving.

I probably won’t start letting my facial hair grow out, I don’t like having stubble and it still gives me intense dysphoria. But I’ve grown so close with trans women who don’t bother to remove it anymore, and they are still beautiful, kind women. I mean, one of them I call mom because of how much she has been present to support me. I feel gross about how I would’ve seen her just a few months before meeting her. The nasty things I might’ve commented if I saw a post with her in it. Performative debasement of my sisters for brownie points from cisgenders could never compare to the level of genuine kindness and acceptance I’ve been met with from my new community.

I’m still working on extending that same grace to myself of course. It took me months of coaxing to wear a tank top outside. I don’t have any cropped clothing that shows my stomach at all. I still obsessively shave every other day. But, I’m getting better and being kind to myself. Others are helping to show me that there is no standard you have to meet to earn self love.

There is still time (to log off 4chan).

June 28, 2026 10:14
just did an injection of 8 mg Estradiol Enanthate in my **left** thigh. Kinda stings this time, but not much to say about today’s injection itself.

I’m getting ready to leave my home town! I need to start making proper preparations but I should be heading out around the 7th? I’m moving to California! And I’m praying I can make a life for myself before my savings run dry. I already have a pretty big community in the area, and a local trans woman that has basically adopted me. She’s offered to co-sign my lease and get me out of my hellworld of a home town.

Beyond that, my prog order is on its way! It should get here before I’m gone, thank goodness. Life is moving a million miles a minute, and changes are vast and irreversible. But, then again, life is irreversible, and I’m in it for the living!