u/IllustriousSpeed9695

So over the past year or so I have drifted apart from my friends or acquaintances for various reasons. The last one was my so called "best friend." They make being a heccin ally their whole fucking personality. But guess what? I started being honest about my dysphoria and about how I don't like being trans and I got dropped.

I felt uncomfortable being asked my pronouns at an event and sent them a meme about it afterwords. The "holy shit is that a fucking 🚂🦵?" one. Then got a therapy speak paragraph rant about how "the negative view of transness" makes them feel bad and so they're making a "boundary" that I can't talk about it. I said I wasn't going to pick and choose parts of my personality for them to enjoy. Now they haven't messaged me in 3 days. I think it's over.

I helped this person through an absolute mental health crisis last year. Dragging them out of bars when their alcoholism relapsed, stopping dinner so that I can deal with them having a mental breakdown in the park in the middle of the night. Taking their ammo because I was worried they were going to Kermit unalive. Helping them deal with really intense episodes of flashbacks. Talking about their issues with them constantly.

Now what did they deal with from me? Sometimes I complain about my body proportions or get uncomfortable when people ask my pronouns. When I explained some biological differences between sexes I was dysphoric about they said I "sounded like a fash." So, fuck it, right? I did everything I could for this person, and I get dropped by them over the most petty shit. Fuck my moid life. So now I am completely alone. Womp womp. 🤷‍♀️