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Is there a way to be critical of gender without denying that trans men are men etc? Let me explain.

Gender dysphoria is real and trans and nonbinary people have to be respected - that's what I believe. However, I see that a lot of discource about gender and identities is focused on stereotypes - like afab people saying thay they knew they weren't a woman because of their interests, personal style and being gnc in general, while all those things can be done while being a woman. Also what I've seen get called woman vibes are mostly stuff like nail polish or a caring nature, which are stuff I actually love seing in men (and everyone tbh, we need more nice people but that's unrelated). Everyone has their own mind and autonomy and freedom to identify as they wish, and it's not my business to inquire why they choose to identify the way they do, I acknowledge that because it's just called being respectful. So if a fem presenting person told me their pronouns are he/they, I'd use that since it's not really something I should dig about. I'll use that and prob see them as transmasc or wtv label they wish to use, and I'd also be normal about that. But I'm also kinda critical of the root of this - like me thinking I was a demi girl or nb because I felt uncomfortable in my body during puberty and tiktok told me it was a sign, but I still identify as a cis girl and I feel fine. I don't think trans women are just porn addicted men or that trans men are confused women, I'm just wondering why it's so based in stereotypes, you know??

TL;DR I don't want to come off as a transphobe, I want to articulate that despite criticising the concept of gender and its stereotypes, people's choices and pronouns should be respected and acknowledged. Is it still gender critical, or is it called something else? I want to find people who think similar as me.

English isn't my first language sorry if I was unclear or used weird words or repeated myself lol

I think I'm having a purpose crisis again or whichever deity listening has to come for help cause 11 hours of sleep and still tired cannot be solved with human intervention

piss kink only makes sense if, AT LEAST, one party of the relationship can smell the scent markings and get possessive over it. if not why the fuck do you want my urine

the pipeline from fucked up family to polyamorous incestuous fucked up family was.. certainly a choice in the 3rd episode

based wojak memes but make it radfem.

(not mine, found on pinterest, credits to the owners.)

Ah yes

I can't read that legally blonde post one more goddamn time but I can read this book and encourage others to also read a fucking book

My ongoing goal in life is to become more free in every way, and a lot of my shackles disappeared the moment I realized, "Oh, wait...I never actually HAD to participate in this in the first place!"

For example, after quitting makeup, I realized that actually there's very little that I need to carry around with me. I don't need a purse anymore to carry a makeup bag, and once I started buying cargo pants with lots of sizeable pockets, I was able to just put my wallet, chapstick and phone in my pockets and go. I even created a cool custom chain to attach to my wallet. I dont care a fig if that's a "guy" thing; its practical. (It seems as if fashion that is simple, practical and comfortable is allotted to men, and the fussy burdensome nonsense is allotted to women.) If you've worn a purse since you were 13 like I have, you can understand how freeing it feels to leave the house without it. I know that seems like a small thing, but not having a constant heavy thing hanging on your shoulder (which has to be guarded from theft at all times) is glorious.

And no makeup has meant no fretting about touch-ups. For the first time, I can splash water on my face on a hot summer day in town. More freedom.

I know that the belief that I needed to do these things as a woman came from societal influences, but suddenly it feels like I've been living an existence based on totally imaginary "rules" for SO long, and every time I discover another one that I can disregard, I feel like celebrating. Question everything you take for granted!