Serious Coming Out.

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Yeah it reads like one tbh, but I can't tell if it was originally posted sincerely or to make fun of pooners, it seems lacking in some way

I've been heckin dysphoric since I was 12 and it hasn't really subsided
It's not a copypasta doe NT can confirm. Google turns up nothing.
 
It just means it's not indexed, it can still be a copypasta from a website you need to log into
Its true. I went through the effort of tracking down the sekrit copypasta club instead of just using a basic understanding of the english language to write something down.
 
Why are people on this website such fucking mongoloids that they think that any post above 3 incoherent ESL jibber jabber sentences is ChatGPT or a copypasta.
 
Why are people on this website such fucking mongoloids that they think that any post above 3 incoherent ESL jibber jabber sentences is ChatGPT or a copypasta.
I thought it was a lot of effort for something that wasn't really that funny but apparently others disagree.
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If it's not a copypasta, whatever. It's still obvious bait. If a tranny was actually on here they'd get BTFO'd immediately.
 
*sigh*

I guess its time huh?

I've been dreading this announcement, but a recent personal tragedy has lowered my inhibition. I haven't been entirely honest with you.

I am.... a Female to Male transgender man.

I first noticed I was different from the other girls in that I played sports, said profanities, fought, lifted and had more male interests like weapons and the like. I never wanted to wear dresses, makeup or talk about boys/celebrities/gossip/whatever. It just didn't feel like me, but as I was living in a conservative town at the time, all I could do was live a lie once my parents pressured me to act more feminine. Those were the worst years of my life and I made multiple attempts on my own life. It was hell and I wore a mask for so long that I suffered a mental break. All my interests, friends and boyfriend were just pretend. The worst day of my life was when I had sex with my boyfriend at the time. I felt bad for him as he said "whats wrong" when he saw me crying. I had tricked him and made him believe I had loved him, when I was just using him to seem more normal. I was tricking myself in that moment as well. I forced myself to have sex with him. I raped myself just to keep my facade. I was wasting my life appeasing those around me instead of living for myself.

So I ran away from home. In order to be free to express myself. To finally live for myself. To finally do the things that I want to do instead of wasting my time conforming to outdated gender norms. It was hard, but in a different way. A sweet way. I struggled and fought FOR myself, not against myself. It was rewarding. Eventually, I came across soyjak.party and then the shlog. And here I am.

I don't have long to live, so I thought I'd just get that out there. I hope you can continue to see me as just "one of the boys" and accept me for who I am.

- Helplessly yours, DonutHole
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