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[–]Anonimouse 9 insightful - 1 fun9 insightful - 0 fun10 insightful - 1 fun -  (1 child)

I had a male online friend since the age of about 14. He was same age, and we mostly discussed life - nothing creepy (yet). 7 years later, he tells me he feels like a woman and is about to start hormones. I ask exactly what it is that feels womanly, as I sure as hell don't identify it with a feeling being PMS - it's a physical body. His explanation involved feeling pretty in summer dresses, wanting to be pampered and do girly things in spas and the like (though thankfully not JY type, just face and nails), and then the truly misogynistic things like feeling subervient, wanting to serve people, wanting to be forcibly feminised by bitchy women. Textbook fetish stuff.

I still talk to him. He ended up giving up on the transition for work reasons, and now acknowledges it's a fetish, which I guess is a win.

I'll probably edit in some less PEAK stories. I know way too many trans folx.

[–]MezozoicGay 9 insightful - 1 fun9 insightful - 0 fun10 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

His explanation involved feeling pretty in summer dresses

This part always bugs me. Does this mean that Ancient Roman soldiers were "feeling like a women" when wearng dress-like army outfits? And Scottish warriors in kilts are just transwomen? And Ancient Greeks? And European aristocracy? Jesus? Alice Cooper? All glam-metal bands? This always made no sense to me.

It is not really fitting the topic, but I have a short story about the dresses and men. During time when I was active participant of LGB protests in my country. During summer time I was wearing Greek Toga cloths, because it was way too hot to be in "what men must wear" and I dislike shorts. People were so shocked by that, they were so agressive towards me, everyone was asking "Are you gay or something?" (and back then I was thinking I am straight or bi-sexual), I was even beated once by "christian life defenders" for wearing it. That was more than 10-12 years ago. It wasn't very hot here until recent years, and last year I went in Greek Toga-like stylized cloths to a LGBTQ meeting/protest in my regional center. And this time I felt myself again uncomfortable, as I was bombarded again such questions "Are you transwoman?" and "Are you a Gay?". But this time LGBTQ folks were asking this. I just answered to them that I have a freedom to express myself regardless of who I am and those questions are both transphobic and homophobic, because they are assuming who I am just on "role I must play if I wear such cloths", I was dissapointed, but, gladly, they seems to understand my position. Time is passing by, history is repeating itself.