I’m gonna prove to you all that I’m a subhuman AGP faketrans pervert who doesn’t deserve to transition…
Honeslty I would love for you all to make me kill myself after me confessing all this so that I never get the chance to become a rapehon OpticsSuperNuke…
Here’s my confession…
- Porn addiction starting with 11y old…
- Female Masturbation, Lesbian porn etc…
- Desensitization and escalation occurred…
- Started feeling violated and forced to do it…
- At times was even bleeding and in bad pain…
- Tried stopping over and over again but failed…
- Started to hate my penis and wanted it gone…
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- Started being envious of women’s “pleasure”…
- Wished I was a hermaphrodite for sex once…
- Wanted to masturbate “like a woman”…
- Started imagining myself as a lesbian…
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- Learned the term AGP and shut it down…
- Escaped back into very bad hetero porn…
- Bigoted right wing phase full of hatred…
- Later after figuring out I’m bisexual…
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- Starting to kineq question my gender…
- Sexually crossdressed twice (I need to rope)
- Then my egg cracked and I very depressed
- Fell into kind of sexual madness for a week
- Tried masturbatint “like a woman”… felt bad
- Was in a lot of anguish and felt so ashamed
- Felt I was trying to fuck the pain away…
- Since then never did that stuff again
- Simply fell back into the usual routine .
So… wouldn’t you all agree… I am definelty AGP…
I deserve the most violent death imaginable.
I don’t know. Why does it tear YOU up?
Because it makes me dirty… it makes me unlovable… before God, before myself… because I shouldnt have ended up like that… because I should have been chaste and then one day got married and been a good person and husband and whatever…
It tears me apart because for years at night I showered for hours trying to wash the filth underneath my skin away but I never felt pure… because I wasn’t pure…
Because sexuality disqualified me from being a good person and being loved… because I became something disgusting and revolting… something stinky and filthy and unclean… something nobody would want to hug anymore… it made me bad. That was clearly told to me
Because it makes me bad and repulsive… physically and emotionally repulsive… it takes away from my humanity and makes me something that cannot be loved…
It reduces me to an animal drive…
This sounds like religious trauma. Do you believe in god?
Yes I do believe in God… idk… when I was young and first caught… I was punished severely and told I wouldn’t enjoy marital life and that I could become infertile…
I felt so ashamed and when I tried hugging my sister I was pushed away and looked at with disgust and told I was no longer her innocent little brother…
I tried always stopping… started to pray… then failed again… felt too ashamed to stand before God and then was extra sinful for doing it and not praying as well… so I would try again to stop… then started to pray… then failed… it always continued like that… for a long time I just stopped praying… idk… I became very suicidal…
I haven’t prayed in a long time… I’m not sure God loves me anymore…
Idk… if I just… could fix this one thing… if I could abstain and stay pure… everything would sort itself out… I would fix myself…
Everything would be okay again.
Try not being religious and see if it helps. If you can’t then idk interpret religion in a way that supports you view. Learn to cope with this trauma. Research philosophy.
Yeah, this is trauma. I’m sorry you had to go through that, but you won’t get my empathy. Religious adults are fucking retarded imo 🥀
Really… no empathy? Why…
I hate religion and people who believe in these tales, and force their religious ideals upon themselves and others