Then, by some miracle, I found a friend. I was genuinely happy in the last couple of weeks so I stopped being active on here.
But before we could meet irl, she (presumably) killed herself.
So I came back to be sad on here and one of the first people to reply to me made fun of me.
Good to back at this cesspit I suppose…
I think it’s a good instinct to keep that hope.
And as far as finding something social, you’re on an obscure private forum for trannies, you just show up and people will treat you as who you say you are, like you won’t just be seen as a woman but you will be a woman who’s around for some pretty out there stuff. Like people are out here using diabetes medication to encourage specific fat redistribution, I’m gonna be posting a really unusual voice training theory tomorrow, there’ll be things to be a part of, and you’ll have things you want to bring people into!!