

I like the change. Both more inclusive and more exact.
Binary trans woman, full time since 2016
I like the change. Both more inclusive and more exact.
“(your) right To swing your fist ends just where my nose begins”
Exactly, If you care so much transplant it into your uterus.
Hard dissagree. It’s wrong in Nebraska, wrong in Germany, and wrong everywhere else where the standard is some date before birth.
For the record, she was, probably, past that. My wife was born at 20 weeks, over three decades ago.
What’s the problem with 28 weeks?
Yes, it’s clear that there must be a cutoff date. Personally, I like the biblical standard: baby’s first breath.
I hope to find many good memories here. Or at least a few snorts.
Finally, some good, fucking, news.
Why would you be faking it?
What evidence do you have that you are trans?
What evidence do you have that you are cis?
Do you want to be trans?
Those are the starting questions?
I talk like that in real life.
I play a lot of table top role playing games, so maybe that’s why, but we exist.
“data scrapers are making our site unusable!”
Peoceeds to pre emptively make the site unusable.
This is so hard.
First, it’s OK to distance yourself from “I love you, but I can’t support what you are doing.”
My mother was devastated when I came out. But after seeing that I was serious about transition and she could either get on the boat or be left behind, she decided that she should offer some help with clothes and dressing nice. She introduced me as her daughter these days. She hasn’t said anything shitty in over half a decade.
Second isolation is ok for safety, but not a long term strategy. Be nice to people, ask for help when you can, and you should meet women that will help you. Seek out queer spaces and navigate them as best you can. A trans woman taught me 95% of everything I know about makeup. My wife taught me nails when we started dating.
I’m sorry you are being hurt. It’s not fair and you don’t deserve it. Feel free to pm me if you ever want to chat, or vent, or share your stories. I love yo tell my own.