What made you stop repressing?
What made you stop repressing?
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What made you stop repressing?
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getting older
shrooms
destroyed my inner thoughts of having to live up to expectations of male socialization. before that I was an athlete who made it my life as a means to bury the thoughts
I got so incredibly, wildly high for several days that I kind of underwent an epiphany.
My fellow psychonaut.
that'll do it kek tripping innawoods was fun
don't even remember they were chocolates my auntie gave me, sorry :/
>shrooms
what dose?
Delete and try again
seeing troons that were actually cute and wanted to put in effort in this board tbh
I meet almost all of the female side. T.MtF boymoder
hairline and beard shadow getting worse, also parents pushing more and more masculinity expectations onto me
knowing there was no escape after everything else failed. tho repressing was till I hit 18
Realizing that if I didn't transition I'd age on testosterone and that thought terrified me
>laurafag
ew
I don't know what that is. I meant this Laura (attached image). Guess i have to start avatar-fagging whenever I use this trip from now on
Is that actually her or are you shitposting?
This. The thought of looking anything like the out of shape, fat old guys at work made me decide it was either transition or just die already
Also looking in the mirror was making me physically ill
this. i started going to the gym last week because i was tired of seeing my dad/grandpa's gut starting to form on me. im getting hrt asap.
though, idk how expensive planned parenthood or the local private practice is. i probably need a job w/ health insurance to be able to afford the bloodwork.
nothing
dad dying
You think youre better than everyone... i bet youre a scorpio..
I knew about hrt since I was a kid, always thought I would never let my grandparents see me become that, but they eventually died, I cared for my grandpa in his last days, and my kiddie thoughts combined with the experience of watching someone die made my repping collapse. I want to go back, I feel so much pain about being a troon, have tried to detrans a couple times, but has been useless, my brain just works better and for some reason I cannot stop craving femininity no matter what I do.
The first blow was realizing my hairline actually was receding. Got on fin immediately. The second was like a year later, I took psychs and saw my "true form" underneath my real body and realized I was basically repressing myself for my entire life and how fucking stupid it seemed.
someone asked me "why not" when i was on drugs and very susceptible to influence from others and i could not think of a reason that wasnt "family wont let me"
Combination of things.
I started actually going out en femme and passed pretty well which was really affirming.
I started getting existential dread over getting older and ending up a balding geezer rather a cute granny.
I found myself unironically looking up what hormones were and did, and at that point I basically accepted the feelings weren't gonna go away and I was doomed to troon.
Then my egg cracked and the GD was so bad, I had to go on work leave.
I regret repping so much. In in my late 20s but started considering I might be trans at 17 and had potential chance to start 2 times prior.
Being a black troon is suffering.
hair loss, lockdowns, and free HRT through insurance
Shortly after I moved out from living with my brother, I confided in my then bf that I had always had these thoughts about it. He helped me get started with experimenting with my presentation, and when I saw myself in the mirror for the first time I could feel my repression break. It was one of the happiest moments of my life, and it led into an arduous path of self-discovery.
800 micrograms of LSD and deep meditation.
as soon as your stomach starts formulating words with it growls to your thoughts, you're on the right track.
lifting to cope with the thoughts stopped working after a decade of repping and i had multiple mental breakdowns at the end of 2022 which led me to order bathtub estrogen that i'm now injecting
im a communist in a third world shithile and they started shooting them up so i thought i might as well die a woman
anime
Quarantine made me go a long time without cutting my hair. I realized I kinda looked like a girl and I wanted to modify my body to look more feminine.
reddit
finding this board
at first it was realizing repressors were more common than i thought, which helped me feel less alone tbhon
then it was finding out about indefinitely boy/manmoding and honestly i felt a lot more comfortable with giving things a shot when i considered that option
i mean it still required a lot of mental pressure to break out of repression but i'm glad it happened. but what sucks is that my repression was still pretty bad and i'm still having trouble breaking out of some old negative mindsets
Attempted suicide
The realization I didn't actually have to come out to anyone (at least at first), I could just get on HRT and stop the effects of masculinization once and for all.
Also being terrified of losing my hair, one of the only feminine things about me that got any sort of recognition from others.
realizing its now or never, and never means living miserably as a moid, and the troon thoughts and feelings dont go away. i wasted a long time on discord saying im a cissoid.
Having a good therapist, good friends, and a supportive family
Family reasons
Was a gay couple in a pretty dangerous country for anyone not cishet so I occasionally dressed femme on dates to avoid looks and possible lynching. Hubby's parents are relatively progressive, the mom is supportive but the dad was just okay-ish but unable to outright refuse since I was supporting hubby financially and mentally at the time. It wasn't until I started visiting while dressing femme more often that hubby's dad softened. Discussed transitioning with hubby, started HRT and actually feel much better about myself, before long hubby's dad became really accomodating and have been telling his relatives that his boy scored a nice chick. Rest of the extended family has ever only known me as a girl since then and it just kept going. Got the legal stuff sorted, got married, and here I am now
i didnt have a good reason to continue aging and taking on more t, it was dumb to just sit there imagining my future where id get to be the person i wanted to be, it didnt make sense to not move on that, et cetera
plus i just realized i could just do it, even in secret to prevent myself from taking on more t, there was no downside for me and all i needed to do was actually try to solve one of my problems instead of waiting for it to keep getting worse
Well I thought I'd kill myself before I hit 18. Then I hit 17 and realized I wasn't dead yet. At that point I realized I only had the option to try transition.
im not really sure it was kinda a crazy whirlwind of confusion
i remember felix the trap being part of it
i think also entering collage which wasnt nearly as oppressive as high school and being able to dress and act how i wanted rly helped
but it was a long painful process
i had a good ol racist femboy phase but that was kinda just a stop gap before i finally admitted to myself i was a tranny all along and allowed myself to remember my litteral desire to get a sex change operation from before the age of 12
it was highschool that sent me into repression and fucked me up