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[–]haveanicedaytoo💗💜💙 34 insightful - 8 fun34 insightful - 7 fun35 insightful - 8 fun -  (1 child)

Me and my cousins used to play a mean trick on each other when we were little. There would be an opaque cup with a lid (sort of like a sippy-cup, but large enough for 8-10 year old kids to use comfortably.) And we'd put orange juice in it, and tell the other cousin that it's chocolate milk.

When your brain expects chocolate milk, I guess it chemically prepares your mouth to receive the delicious creamy chocolatey goodness of chocolate milk. So when you get a mouthful of sour, acidic, chunky, pulpy, Tropicana Orange Juice instead, it's absolutely revolting and traumatizing! The orange juice itself was fine (though I hate the pulpy ones!) but the expectation of chocolate milk made all the difference.

This is a similar situation. You married and committed your life to ONE person with ONE set of genitals and matching body. You married Jack, not Jacqueline. Now at the last second they want to switch it up and you're the asshole for not going along with it? LOL okay.

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Exactly!! I use food analogies a lot to explain this concept and this one is amazing. Receiving OJ when I'm expecting something chocolatey feels intrusive and upsetting. And I like OJ! They seem to take a rejection in this specific manner from a bisexual as transphobia. That's not what it is. Most people would send their order back if a restaurant got it wrong, even if it's a food you like, why is this any different? It's not about whether you like what you were given, it's about the fact that what you were given isn't what you ordered.

Then come to find out a lot of trans people only date "cis" people because "certain genitals make me dysphoric". Any fucks I would've given dried up right then. What if I'm dysphoric seeing your mastectomy scars? What if I'm dysphoric seeing a bobbing adam's apple when your voice is surgically altered to be higher than mine? Miss me with that shit.