#detransitioned

[cherrycherub2222]

Desisters and detransitioners, you are so loved and welcome here btw.

[nora-fem]

It's insane, btw, that some trans people actively and consistently block detrans people from having their own community on here by filling our tags with them fetishizing our lived experiences.

[positivelyqueer]

I love you detransitioners and retransitioners. I love you FtMtF’s and MtFtM’s. I love you binary to nonbinary and nonbinary to binary. I love you lifelong genderfluids with long periods of each. I love you systems and plurals with complicated relationships to gender and transitioning. You’re all wonderful and I hope you have fantastic days.

[beyond-mogai-pride-flags]

Detrans Woman Pride Flag

Detrans woman (or reidentified woman): someone who detransitioned to womanhood.

It could overlap with FtMtF, however not every detrans woman feel represented by that acronym, some may detransition from being non-binary, for example (i.e. FtNtF).

[fox-steward]

wrote this a while back on twitter and it’s still pertinent

[fakeboitherottengirl]

I wish "detransition kinksters" would fuck off to their own kink tag and stop clogging the Detrans/detransition/ftmtf tags which up until literally a few weeks ago was one of the only places on the internet where detransitioned people could openly talk about our experience and find community and feel less alone and relate to each other and now it is now a patriarchal sewer of coomer gooner brainrot because AFAB people literally cannot exist in any state without gross AMAB people turning our existence into a fetish

[unapologetically-i-resurrected]

Hey guys.

Most of you will hate the news, but it is what it is. You have to understand, I already hate my life a lot more than any of you can make me feel bad about it. Anyway, I only came online to say this one thing and will probably deactivate/delete the account.

After months and months of hopelessly trying to ignore reality, I've now completely detransitioned. It is something I absolutely loathe, it was not because of personal choice and I barely hold on to a meaningless existence every time I wake up in the morning.

I might leave the account here, for sentimental reasons. If that happens, I will not be posting anymore, or replying to messages, asks, mentions, etc.

I now look nothing like my photos 🙃 and although my urges and desires never changed at all, most people (if not all) now treat me as a cis dude.

It's disgusting.

But I can't blame them. I can't blame anyone other than life being incredibly unfair.

I hope you all have a much more beautiful and satisfying life. Every day.

Some of you, you know I loved you. I'm taking back nothing. I'm currently considering starting another account. But I don't think anyone of you would want to follow another hairy bearded fatty who still feels like this beautiful "innocent" girl inside.

What a life.

Anyway, take care my loves. Stay safe and happy 💜

[ahalfway]

woah its been 3 years since i last posted here. 2021. i can't believe how much has changed. i never could have predicated where i would be in 2024 back then. i never could have predicted having a loving wife and a loving partner and living somewhere totally different. i could never have predicted id own a house and have a dog and a friendship circle the size that it is. i could never have predicated being (more) comfortable with who i am as a person.

my last post, the last one i actually made for myself, talked about how i was terrified i was that nobody would ever see me for what i thought i was. but fuck me i was so so wrong.

turns out i just needed a friendship circle full of people who are gay, who are lesbian, who are bisexual, who are comfortable in who they are, who look at me when i say im a dyke-- with my ugly mustache and sometimes stubble beard, with my weird deep voice, with my surgery-flat chest and hairy back and hairy legs and the gut that testosterone gave me-- and go "yes, you are". who look at me and see me for me and respect my choices and my opinions. who let me call myself a he/she. who let me crawl in beside them and don't complain when my dykey little carabiner digs into their hips.

me three years ago could never have imagined. could never have even dreamed.

if you're detrans, if you want to pursue detransition, if your one month or one year or one decade into your transition and you look at yourself in a mirror and think it was all a mistake. it will be fine. it will be. it has to be. so surround yourself with love. surround yourself with dykes and fags and fruits and crossdressers. surround yourself with people that will look at you and say "yes, you are."