/lit/ - Literature

Trannies have gaslit me into questioning the rationality of why I hate them. I never thought I'd say that. I thought I was too autistoschizophrenic to fall for their emotional manipulation and Machiavellianism. This "passing fad" has gone on for almost 10 years at this point. If you have any substantial audience, you can't be critical of them in any way lest you have them and their subjects sicced upon you like dogs and chased underground where a meager honest few stick with you. I've seen it happen too many times. The unmistakably virgin-masculine urge to drive out the native indigenous inhabitants and claim greater territory. Wolves in women's clothing in every female space.

Part of me wants to understand them personally, the part that understands the lack of choice in where, when, how and whether you're born. I want to meet a tranny who isn't narcissistic and ravenous, a born-A who simply would rather identify as a B with no strings attached, one who understands boundaries; nearly ten years of this shit and I've never seen such a person in my life.

But another part of me, the neo-hippy Deist in me, believes that nearly everything has an ultimate purpose, even if those purposes can't be understood by us. That is to say, you were born A for a reason - why forgo your A body and warp and distend it into a B body with invasive surgery and foreign chemicals? Why not stop at being a femboy or a tomboy?

Or maybe I'm just trying to rationalize with the Devil.
>inb4 rent free touch grass /pol/tard