Trans Memory #35
My Ethics class were set a debate, and split in half: boys vs girls, arguing how their respective sexes were better. I was put into the Boys group, and sat there thinking how I wished I was on the other side, because I couldn’t think of a good thing to say for the Boys.
Ah, that wonderful feeling of misandry. Something I don’t miss… It’s strange, once you can look back objectively and realize that you hated men because you hated all your own masculine attributes, and now that you don’t have to deal with them so much post-transition, boys actually become kinda cool… and sexy. Unf.