I've said this in other threads, but I'll say it here too- Trannies don't live in anybody's head rent free. They kick the door to your head down and shit on the carpet. They put themselves everywhere until there is no where left to enjoy. I joined a Metroid discord because I was excited about Metroid Dread and wanted to see what people were talking about. There was maybe one person talking about Metroid. Everyone else was congratulating this "egg" that just "came out" as trans in the Metroid Lore discussion channel. I tried to talk about how cool it was that the pirates kept Metroids in Phendrana Drifts because its cold environment prevented them from escaping. I was banned for off topic posting. I tried to watch AGDQ last night. One of the commentators was a man, with a man voice, with a hololive avatar instead of a face, whose pronouns were listed as fae/faer. These fucking people do not leave you, your space, or your thoughts alone. If you try to have a discussion without them, they insist on making it about them. I can't even click a YouTube video anymore without some faggot putting on a fake girl voice and trying to act like a cute anime retard. It's painful. It's dishonest and inauthentic. It is also an act of aggression. If you can't recognize that, I don't know what to tell you.
Lying is aggressive. The entire trans movement is dripping with dishonesty. When you tell me to refer to you as "she/her" you are telling me to see a woman when I look at you. I don't. I see your receding hairline, I see your broad shoulders, I see your thin hips, I see your gut and sinking cheeks and wide stubble, I see your fashion sense that reeks of male sensibilities, I see your taste in anime that reeks of somebody with a porn addiction, I see your imitation based on what men find attractive, but more than this i see male aggression. I see the demand to dominate. I see acts of assertion and imperialist reeducation. You demand that I tell you 2+2=5 and when I refuse you become angry, aggressive, and seek my removal or destruction. You are bullies who want to assert yourselves over others but have no field in which you're competitive except in social manipulation. You demand female spaces, you demand female aesthetics, you even demand the female label. You take even this from the women from which you wish you could take love and acceptance. You have gone beyond incel. You have entered into thievery and barbarism. Pastiche. Fraud. Imitation. Ersatz. You are the dishonest, inauthentic, and aggressive. You are not, will never, can never, and should never be a woman. You are the aggressor in every space, turning the conversation towards your hatred of the penis and leg hair, towards your lust for the female. Your insistence on being called a woman is your demand to be given the girlfriend you were denied through your roleplaying as that imaginary woman. You are your father's son, that is how you were born, and that is how you will die.