I've Gotta Say, Watching The Creepiest Dudes From My High School Become TIMs Is Dystopian As Fuck.

why won’t anybody deny reality for me????!

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2025/03/25/woke-institutions-backpedalling-on-trans-ideology/

the rabbit, deemed meek, powerless and frail by the wolves, dawns the faux skin of a wolf to hide herself from the world

with this skin, she hopes the wolves will see her as strong and powerful, just as the wolves are perceived as

she hopes the wolves respect her as if she was one of their own.

the wolf, deemed powerful, superior and strong by his fellow wolves, dawns the faux skin of a rabbit for easier preying,

with this skin, he hopes his meal, to satiate his gluttonous pleasures, will come easier if he mimics his food,

he hopes he's seen as meek and frail, just he perceives the rabbits around him to be.

the rabbit ventures on through the forest to the meeting spot of the wolves, tripping on the oversized pelt of the wolf hanging loosely off the sides of her body,

the pelt doesn't fit her, it never will, but she tries in vain to feel powerful in a society that tells her she can't be.

the wolf ventures on through the forest to the meeting spot of the rabbits, the pelt of the rabbit draped over his shoulders keeps falling off onto the dirt and the hide is too small to cover what he truly is; a wolf

the pelt doesn't fit him, it never will, but he continues on in order to satiate his hunger, his lust.

the two meet in a clearing, both coming to a halt as their eyes lock.

the rabbit knows what she's looking at

her stomach churns with a nauseating anxiety

her pulse skyrockets

even if she's never experienced it herself, she's heard stories from her fellow rabbits of wolves hunting them down to violate them

going as far as to eat their young and their dead as he knows they can't defend themselves like the adults can

how stupid of her, to think the wolves would treat her as equal after everything they've done to her kind.

the wolf knows what he's looking at,

his stomach churns and growls,

the rush of adrenaline hits him, and yet he seems calm as his paws step towards her,

slowly.

the wolf has seen his friends stalk, hunt, and kill, never doing anything to stop them.

the rabbits feel pain, agony, misery, he knows it, but yet he doesn't even try to stop his friends from violating the rabbit's life.

but then again,

why would he stop it when he enjoys it as well?

the rabbit, even after wearing the clothes of a wolf, learning the walk of a wolf, learning to growl and howl like a wolf,

won't save her from being eaten by the wolf, violated by the wolf, her land taken and tainted by the wolf,

she will never be respected as a wolf respects wolf, or as a rabbit trying to save herself respects wolf.

the wolf, even after wearing the clothes of a rabbit, learning the walk of a rabbit, learning how to squeak and teeth-grind like a rabbit,

won't stop the rabbits from fearing him, hating him and his kind for their violent acts against their kind,

but he couldn't care less.

gendies and their long ass word transandrophobia or whatever…lol no that’s just misogyny. nah trans men aren’t more hated for whatever reason at the end of the day your community knows exactlyyy who to be awful too (hint: it’s cause they still know you’re a female!)

i can’t tell anyone online that i’m detrans otherwise i get the same old bullshit of “have you considered being nonbinary??? genderfluid???”

like no, i’m just a woman in a world built for men. it’s crazy what the influence of the patriarchy & misogyny can do to you even as a child.

istg men do this all the time

I’m going to start calling myself a feminine energy lifestyle coach and selling my services which are mostly just suggesting that they try lesbian sex and wear more practical clothing

No I will not "look at the bright side" or "think positively" because I was born in a country where women don't have it as horrible as in other places. I didn't fucking choose to be born here, and they didn't choose to be born anywhere else.

If I were born in one of the 30 african and middle eastern countries where fgm is most concentrated according to the UN, my best scenario would be having my clitoris cut off without any kind of pain killer, with a razor blade that was never sterilized. They could also just decide to cut the whole thing off and then sew me shut, leaving a minuscule hole for my future "husband" to break through when he deems me worthy of his wrinkly, twice as old dick.

If I were born in Pakistan I could be one of the over 150 estimated women who get acid thrown at them annually, because their husbands (who I can assure you these women didn't marry by any real choice) threw a fucking tantrum over what they were wearing.

If I were born in America, where every 98 seconds someone is sexually assaulted, 91% of the victims being female, I could be one of the 1/3 of women who have experienced rape, physical violence, or stalking by an intimate partner in their lifetime according to the New York City National Organization for Women.

So with that said, I DON'T CARE THAT I HAVE IT LESS BAD, IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER

I didn't choose to be born in a country where I'm kind of viewed as an equal human being by most people despite the anatomy I didn't choose to have. Those 150 estimated pakistani women didn't fucking choose to have acid thrown at their faces. The women of america didn't choose the reality they live in right now.

I was lucky to be born in Sweden. I shouldn't have to consider being treated as a living, breathing human being as something lucky just because I have a fucking vagina.

Fuck the bright side and fuck your "optimism"