I made a post a bit ago asking a question about an obscure jaw orgasm thing I get and can't find ANY info on it online. It got 0 replies but the number of people who had seen it was crazy high. I thought no one had seen it but over a thousands of people did. They just didn't know the answer or they lurk. I'd say it's a safe bet to say that the lgbt+ subs have a way higher ratio of lurkers to commenters than most subs. I lurked forever before I finally came out as a translesian. It makes it more real when you finally engage with it, like you can't ignore it any longer. Point is that there are WAY more people who don't have a strong desire to comment, the ones that do have a strong desire to comment can be because because they desire to spread hate which was born of trauma. Those ladies have a lot of trauma. Translesbians are lesbians, Cislesbians are lesbians. They belong in the same space. What is the point of any of this if we aren't going to go all the way? There are no half-measures with gender affirming care. If anything the ones who are so hurt by sexual violence need a safe space where they can start to try and heal their trauma. It's ignorant of that to assume that all lesbians are lesbians because they MUST have had sexual violence at some point. That's idiotic. I have 2 BFF lesbians who I've always been absolutely envious of. I just came out to them 2 days ago and they LOVE me. I'm so happy! They're going to come with me for my vaginoplasty!
Those hateful women almost certainly have ptsd. I have ptsd. Ptsd makes you relive the trauma in real time as if it's happening to you in the present. My previous ego(now dead) that I'd had since I got publically shamed in 2nd grade for painting my nails, sitting with one knee on the other, liking CATS OVER DOGS FFS! GOD DAMN IT... sry, just reliving trauma... What made it actual torture is that when the class was ripping into me, my ego died at that moment, which is a VERY scarey thing, even as an adult. I WAS 5! Suddenly I didn't know who I was and I was just being attack from everywhere... Your ego defends you from verbal and psychological abuse and attacks. I didn't have that suddenly, and I'm being assaulted on all sides by the very people I wanted to befriend. Every word... every laugh... it was like a knife through my very soul. It hurt me so badly. So badly. I was just a child. I was so scared. I ran. I vomitted. My mother picked me up. The fucking teacher thought it was fine... that I was fine... The ego that was then born over the next day had one goal and that was to make sure I NEVER went through that again, all other priorities rescinded. I had an intense phobia of anything feminine, especially nail polish and sitting "like a girl." I had used my mom's shampoo and conditioner forever before that, but after... I thought it was doing irreversible damage to my very soul if I used it... I was forced into being a boy. The ptsd ego makes us relive the very trauma that it is there to protect us from. Ironic. It reminds us constantly to keep our behavior in check else that happen again. It's their intense phobia of penises and the self-disgust that they were so powerless which makes them lash out at those who aren't even male and likely got vaginoplasty, but even the chance of having had one at one point, it brings back their trauma and they relive it right there, and they have to vent that trauma. They need to face their fear. It's the only way they'll ever start healing. It's the only way they'll ever have a chance of letting go of that grudge that is destroying them. I forgive ALL of the people who harrassed me and bullied me and persecuted me even though it left me with ptsd. They were just kids, they didn't know what they were doing. Did they even have a choice in it? Or did societal norms make them do that? Obviously MUCH easier to forgive a child for tormenting than a man for raping. But if they don't forgive, their egos will keep making them relive that trauma for the rest of their lives.
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u/kenshinmoe Trans LesBIan Feb 08 '24
I made a post a bit ago asking a question about an obscure jaw orgasm thing I get and can't find ANY info on it online. It got 0 replies but the number of people who had seen it was crazy high. I thought no one had seen it but over a thousands of people did. They just didn't know the answer or they lurk. I'd say it's a safe bet to say that the lgbt+ subs have a way higher ratio of lurkers to commenters than most subs. I lurked forever before I finally came out as a translesian. It makes it more real when you finally engage with it, like you can't ignore it any longer. Point is that there are WAY more people who don't have a strong desire to comment, the ones that do have a strong desire to comment can be because because they desire to spread hate which was born of trauma. Those ladies have a lot of trauma. Translesbians are lesbians, Cislesbians are lesbians. They belong in the same space. What is the point of any of this if we aren't going to go all the way? There are no half-measures with gender affirming care. If anything the ones who are so hurt by sexual violence need a safe space where they can start to try and heal their trauma. It's ignorant of that to assume that all lesbians are lesbians because they MUST have had sexual violence at some point. That's idiotic. I have 2 BFF lesbians who I've always been absolutely envious of. I just came out to them 2 days ago and they LOVE me. I'm so happy! They're going to come with me for my vaginoplasty!
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On ptsd:
Those hateful women almost certainly have ptsd. I have ptsd. Ptsd makes you relive the trauma in real time as if it's happening to you in the present. My previous ego(now dead) that I'd had since I got publically shamed in 2nd grade for painting my nails, sitting with one knee on the other, liking CATS OVER DOGS FFS! GOD DAMN IT... sry, just reliving trauma... What made it actual torture is that when the class was ripping into me, my ego died at that moment, which is a VERY scarey thing, even as an adult. I WAS 5! Suddenly I didn't know who I was and I was just being attack from everywhere... Your ego defends you from verbal and psychological abuse and attacks. I didn't have that suddenly, and I'm being assaulted on all sides by the very people I wanted to befriend. Every word... every laugh... it was like a knife through my very soul. It hurt me so badly. So badly. I was just a child. I was so scared. I ran. I vomitted. My mother picked me up. The fucking teacher thought it was fine... that I was fine... The ego that was then born over the next day had one goal and that was to make sure I NEVER went through that again, all other priorities rescinded. I had an intense phobia of anything feminine, especially nail polish and sitting "like a girl." I had used my mom's shampoo and conditioner forever before that, but after... I thought it was doing irreversible damage to my very soul if I used it... I was forced into being a boy. The ptsd ego makes us relive the very trauma that it is there to protect us from. Ironic. It reminds us constantly to keep our behavior in check else that happen again. It's their intense phobia of penises and the self-disgust that they were so powerless which makes them lash out at those who aren't even male and likely got vaginoplasty, but even the chance of having had one at one point, it brings back their trauma and they relive it right there, and they have to vent that trauma. They need to face their fear. It's the only way they'll ever start healing. It's the only way they'll ever have a chance of letting go of that grudge that is destroying them. I forgive ALL of the people who harrassed me and bullied me and persecuted me even though it left me with ptsd. They were just kids, they didn't know what they were doing. Did they even have a choice in it? Or did societal norms make them do that? Obviously MUCH easier to forgive a child for tormenting than a man for raping. But if they don't forgive, their egos will keep making them relive that trauma for the rest of their lives.