Internalized Transphobia - Blog Posts
Transgender transphobes on tumblr:
“Trans men are subhuman! I hope all TMEs get cancer and die! Forced pregnancy isn’t that bad, these whiny bitches should be grateful they can get pregnant!”
The same trans transphobes in their personal posts: “IDK why, It’s like, I have no trans friends… I just feel so miserable all the time… everyone hates me…”
Gee, I wonder if there’s a correlation here. Maybe log off until you’ve learned to be a halfway decent person.
It does go to show that the majority of the LGBT+ community isn't like this, however. It's just a handful of deeply miserable and self-loathing people who prefer hurting others over trying to fix their own issues. Their word should never be taken as gospel, or a reflection of what the rest of us think
Don't talk to tar pits, just report, block, and move on.
I'm so over self described "TME" folks, who are beyond white, making posts either:
- "We are less oppressed bc (makes up a person of color), is more oppressed so tmes- (proceeds to be transphobic) (white savior moment)
- Wishing to commit hate crimes against supposed "TME"s
- Generally being horribly transphobic hiding it behind "protecting trans fems" or "THEYRE WHITE THEY/THEMS" etc
Like you just sound like a toxic asshole. The amount of trans folks who call themselves tme just projecting their insecurities, jealousy, etc. on other trans masculine folks, esp those talking about their own oppression?
They're being transphobic, straight up. Even racist as a treat.
Nobody asks you to do this, it is detrimental and also just plain nasty, like congrats your transition was so easy, you think this is so easy? Sounds like you just want a reason to be nasty and continue to not unlearn internalized everything because you're white and had an ~easy~ time transitioning or whatever.
Poetry talk: Lesbian never born
I thought id speak about my poem "lesbian never born", or rather the feelings that inspired it. Theres a lot of markers for my transition into a woman but it really feels like it begins on July 2023 when I started hormone replacement therapy. Since then I've changed a lot physically, but mentally I still carry a burden of being a man for 23 years of my life, and the shame instilled in me for my s3xual cravings. Anyone who becomes fixated on p***ography can probably tell you that shame becomes a part of the desire, a part of how you identify yourself. For me that shame is the shame of "he", the shame men often carry. It conflicts with the "she" that i feel i am, and cuts me off from woman, hence the cut of "she" into "he" in the poem. The metaphor of sifting sand is in part my recent fascination of the beach and a memory I have of the beach at Cape Cod (although I remember those beaches being more rocky in reality). I wanted something to capture that ethereal feeling of softness that woman seem to hold to me, and sand felt appropriate. Wind I often use in tandem with love, love that is sometimes cold, sometimes cool. Love for me is tinged with nostalgia, as is wind blowing through branches and sakara flowers. Revolutionary Girl has been a strange fixation for my yearning to be on some level a lesbian, my thoughts are blurred and the words arent really there, which is why i identify so much with the AMV for the anime on Youtube with the song "Winner Takes it All". It is the centerpiece of my poem as nostalgia is a huge crux of who i am, my life is repetitive as is my poetry. Or perhaps history doesn't repeat itself, but rhyme.
A Lesbian never born
So much for my love, i was cut off into
He cant be the she he wants to be
Estrogen gave him breasts, but not her
Chests full of milk and love soft soft All he wanted was to forget he was ever
Never a woman. He cries because he cant
Tell you all his male secrets. He loves
Every wave of femininity, that idea of
Sapphic love is fleeting sand he
Causes himself so much pain, he is so
Angry at what he was born to be, his
P**** envies the idea of being she, but
Eventually she might come through