What happened to my sister
People have asked for more specifics on what happened to my sister, and why I’m kind of stuck on it when it comes to both cotton ceiling rhetoric and the practice of terfing women for pretty much nothing. So here goes.
My sister’s a lesbian. She’s married to a nice lady and they’re very loyal to each other. She has the only happy marriage that I have ever fucking seen in my life, in fact.
We were at a party, and this woman absolutely would not leave my sister alone. You have probably run into this type of sexual pest; you can find them in many populations. “I’m married” didn’t work on her; she “didn’t believe” in monogamy.
She was so damned relentless that my sister told her to fuck off…and the terfing began. This unbalanced, narcissistic bitch was trans, and got her revenge for the rejection by screeching that my sister was a terf.
It was an LGBT event. EVERYONE reacted explosively and my poor sister started getting intensively questioned. We started screaming BACK at Trans Princess Sociopath to stop bothering married women for sex. Most people backed off and laughed as they realized TPS was way out of line and was pulling the discrimination card when refused. It’s a common asshole tactic, and apparently TPS had a reputation for being an asshole.
That in itself? No reflection on trans women as a whole, there are shitheads in every group like I say regularly. But it was the reaction of most other trans women in the group that really pissed me off. They just took her at her word. And she was fucking LYING.
Anyway, TPS didn’t like being called out for terrible behavior. So she and her handful of friends stormed off for a while, and we were relieved because we thought they were gone. Then they came back and surrounded my sister when she went outside for a smoke. And the biggest member of them started beating her in the face for being a “terf”.
I have PTSD. Everything between when I saw what was happening and when my sister got to the hospital was pretty much told to me by someone else because it’s all a big ugly blur. But it can basically be summed up with “I flipped out, pulled the bastard away on adrenaline strength, covered my sister’s body with mine and started screaming a lot until a bunch of people intervened”. There were cops involved. I don’t know who called them.
We pressed charges. It was that far over the line. We didn’t make any friends in the local trans community in the process, though we would have pressed charges on literally anyone who beat my sister up. They ignored that and the brute’s violence, and decided that my sister and I were terfs.
I had to explain a million times the difference between “anti-trans” and “anti-specific assholes”, until I just got tired of it and stopped trying. It opened my eyes to transactivists’ cult-like behavior and mentality. It also opened my eyes to the real issue: it didn’t matter if my sister accepted trans women as women or not if she wasn’t giving up pussy, if she complained, or if she retaliated against any of them–even in response to violence.
And that is why I am FURIOUSLY protective of lesbians who are being pressured to provide sexual access to people they’re not attracted to, and ostracized and threatened when they refuse. I have come as close to being in their shoes as a straight girl can–close enough at least to genuinely empathize. And until the community stops turning sexual entitlement into a political movement, and rationalizing and denying the behavior of violent creeps like TPS and her thug of a friend, I will remain heavily critical of transactivists.
For those may be confused by the (inaccurate) pronouns in this story: TPS is actually a man; in this story a man is harassing a woman for sex.






















