Sexuality opus

A revolutionary look on sexuality, by a free thinker.

"A ground breaking work, and truly a reinvigorating look at an subject often misunderstood in the centuries." - me

"It is refreshing to see a positive approach to sexuality rather than the taboo applied to it by society." - me

"This ground breaking work would impress even the likes of Frued or Jung, and get them to understand human beings in new ways." - me

"This work has no bigotry. It is positive for all beings, whites, transsexuals, jews, ethnic people, it applies to almost everyone, except the exclusively pedophile politicians and priests, who shall burn in the fiery lakes of hellfire, in everlastingly glorious damnation."

Ok so, to begin. Somedays I feel completely asexual. I do not feel happy on these days. I feel very happy when I am a completely sexual being. My writings are revolutionary and will change the way we think about Human sexuality.

Ok so its like this. I look at porn, and it feels like a bonaza, a buffet of love, like I cannot get enough of love, like it is a sweet hibiscus soda. I am super bisexual and am proud. I used to be ashamed I was bi and try to hide it and ashamed of it. But now I realize what I am, a being of love and sexuality, the goddess of sweet love. I hate anything that messes up my vibe or is negative. I hate anyone who does not love. I hate the hypocrits who talk of love but do not love.

So its like this. Sex is full love. If you have a best friend, but they wont lay you, they do not fully love you. They are saying to you without words "You are ugly." It is that simple. If someone will not have sex with you they are saying to you without words "You are ugly." You cannot have full love when in the back of their minds they consider you ugly. It is really that simple. When you clear your mind of delusion you shall be able to see it.

Some say MasterChief and Cortana have the strongest form of love, friendship love. But this does not apply, because Cortana cannot physically have sex with MasterChief, she is a hologram. Therefore, the "You are ugly" subtext does not apply here. For all we know, she would have sex with him if she was a real person. Some say Friendship love is the most stable form of love. But is it really? Because someone who is your friend, AND who you have sexual feelings for, years down the road you fall in love again after the argument. But someone who you have no sexual feelings for, and is your friend, but you get into an argument, well there is a less chance of you reviving the friendship if you have no sexual lovey dovey feelings. It's that simple. When you clear your mind of delusion, you shall be able to see it.

So some say "Oh, thats not true. Sex can ruin friendships and what about ex's who never speak." Well I can gaurantee in both these scenarios, the sex was not that good nor was it true infatuation. If you are truly infatuated with your best friend, the sex will only enhance the friendship. Hmm which is better for a friendship, walking around sexually frustrated and decieving your friend and hiding in the closet, or being sexually honest. Ex's who never speak, obviously, the sex was not that good because love conquers all. So if sex ruins a friendship obviously the sex wasnt that good and the attraction wasn't real. So yes, sex can ruin a friendship, but only if the attraction is a delusion.

Nowadays though, many friendships consist of doing nothing except sitting on the couch playing movies. Some people don't even play videogames or board games. So without sex, what else is there to do? It becomes very boring.

So when someone says they don't want to have sex with me, that is them litterally saying to me that I am so ugly they would rather do nothing and be bored out of their minds than enjoy heaven and pleasure with me.

So what do I do in times like that? Go into my fantasy land. And here's what my fantasy land is like:

I look at porn. Cannot get enough of the porn. Go outside. I force myself not to love. I tell myself to feel apathy and hate. I tell myself everyone is ugly. This way I never fall in love and get my heart broken because most people are assholes.

But still it feels like a porn to me, because when I see someone really hot I want to have sex with them, but then another hot person walks by, and I say "Forget that other person. I want to have sex with both of them, or the new person." And next thing you know 5 hot people walk by, and it has me in a tizzy and confused and it stresses me out and I just want to go home and feel like a girl.

So when I am about to pull out my hair at this point, I go home, I want to cry but my eyes water but I dont fully cry. I start to imagine I am a teenage girl and just a being of love. And it soothes me and I just imagine I am a happy teenage girl with lots of friends. And imagine I am a teenage cartoon MLP girl, and I start thinking about beautiful MLP music and it starts to soothe my soul and I feel like I am a real girl. At this point, I physically start to shapeshift into a female. When I am outside I look like a man of testosterone. But when I get home I start to look like a soyboy or femboy. And I look in the mirror and say it is enough. But it is not enough. I try to be a narcissist and love myself in the mirror. But it is not enough. It is a delusion. It does not feel real. I imagine something realistic: that I am a non-passing, femboy transsexual who has a loving husband, but none of it is real. It is all fake, like a hologram.

So then I end the fantasy, and go back into deep fantasy. I imagine I am a female. And that everyone loves me. And that this guy I know in real life who has a giant dick, is fucking me, and I am a female with a vagina, and I tell him I finally got my sex change. And he is so amazed with me and in love, and fucks me normal first, in my vagina, and I feel like I am his girl. Then he just instantly sticks his giant dick in my mouth and forces me to swallow and he pins me down, puts his legs around my head and deep throats me. I feel utterly passive and obedient and just want to utterly fulfill his every fantasy and satisfy him and be his loyal girl. And I feel no shame and that I am just his obedient slut and no shame because I am a female and there is only shame if I do it and I am a male. And the fantasy does not stop. It goes all over the place. I feel like I am a totally submissive female and worshipped and loved like a rock star and that is why I like choir music.

I have always liked choir music but I did not know why. I know why now because my subconscious, my real girl deep down self fantasizes about Male men singing the choir, and they hoist me above them like a rock star, and they are completely naked and I am a female on her knees who must pleasure these tall, strong men. Then the fantasy changes and I am surrounded by a circle of jocks, all masturbating to me and coming on me from 5 feet away. And it makes me feel so good, loved, and worshipped. And the more I think about it the more I want to be drenched in it and lather the cum all over me. And I think about entire buckets of cum being dropped on my face. And that I can hardly breathe because there is so much cum. And it makes me feel like a god, like I am beautiful, adored, and powerful.

At this point it doesn't even feel like a sexual fantasy. Because I imagine the cum falling off of me as I close my eyes and am lifted to the heavens, like an Anime. And I start flying into space as a Sailor Moon who has her back titled and is magically being lifted. And I fly into space and then open my eyes, and my eyes are solid white and beaming with light, and I am an absolute god of the cosmos, and I am sailor moon and my entire body flows with godly energy and I feel so energized and good and perfect and how would I ever want to be anything different. And I feel like I am absolutely fabulous and undeniably a god.

About the porn I watch, the more comfortable I am with my own sexuality the more I realize my authentic self is female. There are several things I would like to discuss about this. The first is, when I see females of hentai, I realize the truth, that Females are the powerful species and powerful sex. The boobs portrude and are a symbol of power and life energy. The hips are strong and big, a symbol of the power walk. The feminine female is nurturing and compassionate, and loving, which is true strength and evolution. The female appearance is evolved, and the male appearance is primitive. If the evolution of man picture was real, men would be on the left, as cro magnon, and women would be on the far future, alien looking.

And what this means for me, is that in public I am afraid to disobey gender norms. I am afraid to step out of the male boundaries assigned to me, as a soldier of the world's machine. And now I finally understand why. It is because women are the powerful and superior sex. I am afraid to be powerful in public. I only have the courage to be powerful indoors and in my own imagination. I finally figured it out when I started thinking about open carry. I am afraid of bigots, but also afraid to open carry. I am afraid of being percieved as powerful, I am afraid of being viewed as abnormal or powerful. I have been brainwashed to be a male slave of the american machine. I have taught to be obedient, a worker drone, someone who obeys the system. Even my own sexuality I am not allowed to discuss in public. I am taught my own happiness and pleasure comes secondary, what comes Primary is the wellbeing of the Society.

When I chose clothes, I chose the most drab, to be the most unnoticed, invisible. But the female in me wanted to get out. Compared to the other boys, I occassionally slipped up. I would wear the weird colored suit while everyone else wore black. And each year I gained more and more traction. I started to get the courage to wear my little pony shirt. I started to realize, that I was strong and that their clothing was a sign of weakness. That they did not have the freedom to choose, and were just angry slaves yelling at the crab to get back in the bucket.

I was no better. Whenever I saw a hot transsexual I could not decided whether to love to hate. If I decided to love, there was this oppressive feeling that she would call me a "tranny-chaser" and run away from me. So I decided to hate, to secretly boil with envy, I wanted to be nothing more than to be a crab dragging her down in the depths of my misery. I got so incredibly envious that she was pretty and that I wasn't, combined with the oppressive feeling that she would never love me, so why even bother. And this is the quintessential male saga. In time, I learned that much of this hate was justified, because even when I was nice to them, they treated me like the dirt unworthy of even their boot.

So I retreated back into my fantasy land. I tried to fill my mind with porn and positivity. Whenever some angry, nunny blogger started to say negative things about porn watchers, I took a shower, knelt on my knees letting the water drown out my head, staring into the void, let out a little cry, shook myself out of the feelings of guilt, and went back to fappin'. I said to myself, it's cartoons, wasn't even loli cartoons it was 18ish lookin cartoons, and yet somehow I still felt guilt for even having a sexuality. Betrayed by even my own transwomen, who called me an evil tranny chaser for liking porn. Even though I looked all kind of porn, I fapped to all kinds of porn not just futa, I liked all kinds of porn including futa, yet I still wasn't good enough for them, wasn't good enough for anyone, it just made me want to cry. When I couldnt cry anymore I'd just get mad.

For example, I'd look at lesbian porn. Usin' my mirror neurons imagining I was one of the girls in the porn. And I'd feel this enormous wave of euphoria wash over me. Like I was loved. Like someone appreciated me. Like I was finally loved and not just some ugly monstrocity that noone wanted to have sex with. After I'd cum I'd feel relief. But then after a few minutes the jealousy would set in. I would be immensely envious that they got to be born girls and live the good life, meanwhile I was cursed to be male. Started to boil with despair. I viewed the universe as evil and cruel. I could not figure out who to hate so I just hated the universe with all my might. Then when I'd go outside, I'd feel feelings of guilt. Like I should not care about sex so much. That's its wrong to want to get laid. That I should be a male, with no feelings and who is a soldier who obeys and contributes to everlasting society. And that I should be content with my ugliness.
So I'd look into a random window, seeing my reflection. And I'd boil with despair and rage. Didn't even know who I was raging at really. And then I'd try to console myself and calm down. And then the depression began. My raged turned into a sad despair. I sad it's wrong to want to be a pretty girl. I said it's wrong to have sexual feelings, that it doesn't matter if life is  sexually attractive. That I should just man up and be a businessman of money like Warren Buffet and not worry about my looks.

Then something would trigger me, and I'd go back into the rage. And the more I raged the more feminine I looked. It was like the rage turned me into a soyboy. And then I'd look in the mirror and see how pretty I was, and it would make me rage more, because I asked myself, "I look pretty...So why then does noone love me?" And I would pace around the room in a desperate, and absolutely maniacal rage, screaming even sometimes.

And then I realized that it was not enough to look pretty, but that I must consistently look pretty, at all times, all lightings, and all angles. For example Michael Jackson looks pretty in some photos but some photos looks ugly. I said the man of makeup is not the road for me. The more I watched porn the more I realized my ideal role was female. That I am a powerful female who dotes on loveable males. And that I wanted nothing more than to make these males happy and sexually satisfy them in a loving way. And just the love of it made me feel good, like I wanted nothing more than to make a male happy by putting my boobs in his face, and how happy that would make him feel made me feel good and loving.

But there was one hiccup to this. I was a bit picky about my men. I didn't really like facial hair on most dudes, except for George Clooney. And some guys were simply too ugly to love. It made me feel depressed and like a bad person. So then I went back to the lesbian and futa fantasies. But then I found one fantasy that turned me on so much and revolutionized my ideas about gender: the cuntboy.

When I saw cuntboy porn I didn't even get a boner. It just tingled my dick and made my heart beat intensely. It was so hot I wanted nothing more than to lick his cute vagina. And it turned me on so much. Then I saw one of a dickgirl fucking a cuntboy. And that is when I knew my natural role was to be a devious dickgirl fucking cuntboys. And that is what revolutionized my views about gender.

My first views of gender were that of a simpleton: Three genders, male, female, and hermaphrodite. I viewed dickgirls as simply males, with female-ish minds, trying to transform into females. Thus I never really viewed them as an actual special gender, but just a mix of 2 genders.

But the more I realize it, the more I think about that there really are multiple genders besides just man and women. And that many dickgirls, are their own gender. It's not that they are not fully man or fully woman, it's that in some ways they are unique and not either a man or a woman.

And I started to look at my own gender in an honest way. Most transwomen only look at themselves in ways acceptable to society or other transwomen. So they box themselves into a delusional binary. But they aren't really exploring their authentic selves. I use the term authentic, rather than "true self." Because if you are in man-mode, working like a slave, obeying the norms and dressing drab, well then that is your true-self, for the time being. It's like the true self of a jihadist is a jihadist. But being a jihadist is not their authentic self, it is the result of social conditioning. But if you go on a spiritual journey, freeing your mind from social programming, then you find your real, authentic self. For instance I was in man-mode for months, then I did some weed, then I knew my authentic self was a woman because then I finally felt happiness. I tend to believe that noone is inherently violent, that they were just made that way because of society, and I tend to believe it because if you raise a tiger right and cuddle with the tiger all it will do is eat chicken and not other human beings. But if you give it a life of war and no love, or put it in a cage and make it lonely and shame it for wanting love, then it will be violent. And its like this. The self you have is just built up trash from society, its like mental plaque. It seems real and true until you realize your authentic self, and then it's like, you see your old self for what it is, built up social programming that isn't real. The Matrix movie was made by two transsexuals, and the Matrix metaphor applies here. I think that is why they call it "masculinity" because its like a "masque" you put over to cover up your authentic self.

So about this cuntboy thing, I realized that cuntboy was its own gender, and that there were multiple genders. For example, I think to be honest with my self (or selves) I think I have multiple genders. Because I think there is a gender such as gamerboy, and that I am a gamerboy. I believe a gamerboy is like this feeling of being overwhelmingly a teenage girl, walking into a beautiful store of nothing but candy, and you are surrounded by candy, and your heart is beating so hard and fast and it feels like you are climbing to the top of excstasy and surrounded with nothing but insane candy, and it is a femaler version of spongebobgender, and you look at yourself and you look like a flat chested girl with rainbow hair, not tacky rainbow hair but rainbow as in exquistely color harmonies of the most flamboyant candy. And you are wearing the most exquisitely cool and flamboyant outfit of perfect color harmony, and you look like a girl, but you are male and have a small penis and flat chest, but you have twintails hair that is rainbow colored and tutty fruity colored. But facially speaking, you look like a girl and could pass as a girl except for the small buldge in your pants, and perhaps you wear glasses, but you feel so right just being so pretty and beautiful and candy-like. And this is what I call the gamerboy gender, its sort of like a tomboy but different, more fabulous, and glamourous without entering drag queen territory. And in this gender, you just want to go to shopping malls hang out with friends and have a good time. And its like you want female pronouns, except that you dont really care if people know you are male, and dont mind people knowing you are male.

Also, this is the gender of gamerboy gender and what I mean:


The other gender I feel like is anime female, also Female Racing Tomboy gender, I feel like the daughter in a game about a father's struggles, and that I am a tomboy daughter who likes girly things like My Little Pony, but also dreams of being a race car driver someday, and this gender is magical amazing euphoria and I call it Female Racing Tomboy gender. Anime female gender is a different gender I feel like sometimes, that I want to be a real anime female who has a bust and has a vagina, a loving female who dotes on her loveable male and I just want to support my engineering male who loves to build, and to be his loving house wife who dotes on him and supports him.

The other gender I feel like sometimes is She-male gender, I do not say this word to offend but it is because one dream I had I specifically felt like a shemale in the dream, that I was a devious shemale, who was in love with her engineering man and that I was not ashamed of my dick, that my dick was long but not extravagant, and that I was no ashamed of my dick and that my man was a little weirded out by my dick but loved me all the same, and that me putting my dick in him made me feel devious and deep down he really loved it, and that having a dick made me feel devious cool, shemale-like and powerful, and that I was very cool and my own gender, and ubercool, a shemale gender.

Other times I feel my gender is an American female, like I am a slobby lazy American female with a real vagina, who isn't really into her man and deep down is a lesbian but is tied down by social constraints and can't. And that I like All-American eats like Bob Evans, even though I try to be a vegetarian most of the time.

Other genders I feel is genie gender, where I am a sexy Ethnic genie lady. And I just feel so cool and gettin' down with the ethnic vibes of my gender. Other times I feel like Mage gender, where I am a mage female from Hearthstone Heroes of Warcraft. Other times the gender i feel is sassy superhero gender, where I am either a sassy teen from a DC or similar ilk comic book movie, and I am the sulky, sassy teen or adult who always disagrees and makes sarcasm.

Other times I feel like a sexy seductress dominatrix female, like not in terms of sex itself but how the story goes, like I am a tall powerful female who has perfect accuracy with any pistol and is super cool and just so cool to be around, like Bayonetta.

Other times I feel like a lonely female, like Samus. But that I am just happy to female and not male.

Other times I feel like an anime female of rage and hysteria, like one of those comic relief females of Lucky Star. And I get so annoyed and irritated at being lonely, and the Red Triangle of Anime appears on my forehead.

Other times I feel like demon gender, a 10 foot tall demon from my little pony, and I can fly and I am a misunderstood god and angel, or other characters of my little pony, that I am a teenage girl with friends.

Still, other times I feel like I am mangender, like I am talk show host man who gives it straight, like no room for BS. Like I feel like JonTron from gamegrumps. And it's like I want to be president like trump and be a better president than trump.
But when I actually get to thinking about being president, my gender is my little pony females, the humans of equestria girls.

And sometimes its like, I look in the window and just see a weird man and I hate myself, I hate that I cannot shapeshift at all times and become a female. And I hate how I look I do not want to be a man. I hate how people percieve me as one and treat me as one.

And that brings me to my last gender, cuntboy, sometimes I want to be a cuntboy and just a girly looking 18 year old boy who has a cunt. And this gender makes me feel so right and happy, like I imagine I am a submissive boy who has a cunt and a strong powerful tall chubby dominatrix dominates me, preferably with a real penis. And I feel so submissive, and that it is right for me to have a cunt, while I pathetically try to keep up my fragile appearance of masculinity.

So its like the genders that make me happy are the ones I listed. Any other gender I hate. Sometimes I feel like other mangenders but they dont make me happy and I hate it and feel dirty about it. Like one time I was copgender and wanted to be a cop. And I felt real masculine at the time, like one of those cigar smoking dimly lit rooms that give cancer. At the time I had a migraine, my migraine was so large I said I'm done being trans, I want to be a real man and copgender. Basically, whenever I have a migraine and feel like shit I say to myself its time to be a real man and done with being trans. But whenever I'm in extacsy and euphoria and high as heaven I fantasize about being either full on female or flaming femboy.

So the next topics I want to discuss is, how sexuality is not seperate from, but tied into gender. Now there may be some folk who swear it isn't. But what folk have really seperated themselves from the brainwashing and the american machine? For instance, a greedy man who chases the dollar. Greedy men aren't happy. They are living lies, living truly selves but not authentically. I'm the equivalent of a buddhist Buddha legend. I'm telling you how it is, and here you come at me with your american delusions telling me your version of how it is. It's like empty your cup before you diss my cup I bring to you.

So, sexuality is tied in with gender. It is obvious to me but in the spirit of Buddha you just have to have an open mind, and try thinking about it for yourself. Only you can learn the truth of the path on your own. But I will give you some hints. First, be open minded. Most Americans are not open-minded. So you read my post about how I am a god and the living incarnation of Buddha, and your first American inclination is your tendency to laugh, bully, or ostracize those outside of the norm. You are the naysayer, the one who always disagrees. Why not try to be open-minded for once and instead of arguing, start eating health food, live in nature in a nice field, mediate and be at peace, be a hippie and open your mind. So why not instead of accusing me of being a Narcissist, see the Narcissist in yourself, who always bullies and ridicules those who are different, those who don't obey the American ways.

Why don't you see, that sexuality is indeed tied in with gender. It's like this. Male lesbians. Male lesbians are submissive souls. They want nothing more to be a female in love with another female. Then you give me some fringe stuff, like an example of a macho male lesbian. Yes there are fringe stuff but it's not the authentic self. Learn what an authentic self is, for example a nice kid can grow up to be a monster, but it ain't their authentic self. Authentically, sexuality is tied in with gender. But when you do studies of it, you don't see the correlation of it, because all you see are people living lies and not their authentic selves.

Now the other thing I want to drive home is, if either your sexuality or gender are unhealthy, you will not be healthy. For example, if someone's authentic gender is female or cuntboy, but they adopt the role of a macho man because they feel that's what society wants, it is not healthy for them. The gender of cuntboy is a very happy gender, cuntboy homosexuals are very happy for each other so if you escape it and be macho you are not probably going to be very happy. Similarly, if your authentic gender is hermgender, but you obey the transsexual dogma and tell yourself to obey all female stereotypes at all times, then you are probably not going to be too happy with yourself. Now there are also different femalegenders, for example the reserved female who likes to introvert, live a sedentary lifestyle and lovely picnics, very british and polite, does not do sports, other femalegenders are more savage, some even angry femalegenders, I think pinkipiegender is key to gamegender, one of the elements of gameglory.

Now the final thing I wanted to mention is this. Sometimes I feel like a nymphomaniac and its so much worse because I have never had proper sex with anyone before. One time I got a blowjob but she didn't finish because she was lazy. Another time I found a guy I liked, who did me but was so lazy he couldn't do it consistently for long enough for me to orgasm, he kept taking breaks every 10 seconds. And no he was not fat, just lazy. So sometimes I get so uncontrollably horny, I've never had any real sexual satisfaction in my life. And then I wish I had a vagina,to put me in my place, to make my raging boner go down and put me in my place so I cannot get super hard only a pathetic clitoris to put me in my place and calm me down. But here's the rub. I think about my sex change and how glorious it will be. But then I realize, I have no idea what it feels like to put my penis into a vagina. At most I dry humped a girl one time. And so after I get my glorious sex change, I will be obsessive about never knowing what it feels like to have penis sex. Its like when a guy bangs me I want to know what he is feeling, I want to empathize, but I wont ever be able to until the day I lose my virginity. I am naturally this kind of way, its who I am. Whenever I'm at a science exhibit, I have to push every button, read every exhibit, when I go on tv tropes I cant stop. And if I lose my penis before knowing what good sex is like it will drive me crazy. So I feel like my virginity is oppressing my transition.

As I mentioned in another answer in another thread. Penis sex is overrated I found. I felt next to nothing. Sex isn't just about penetration. It's about the whole experience of being with someone. Giving and taking pleasure. So don't get so worked up about it.

As for the rest of it, it seems to be a bit of a wall o text. There are some good points in it and rather a lot of sexual fantasy and more than a few misconceptions. But write it down and work it out.

I was in my forties before I accepted I am simply transgender. But it took me until a few years ago that I finally accepted that I'm a woman. Just a woman. You need to get to that point. Sexual fantasy is all great fun and probably as much as anything to do with all the testosterone sloshing around in your body.


Just accept yourself as a girl. Not trans, not bi, gay, straight or a 'cuntboy', gender neutral or fluid.


Just a girl.

mariehart1 wrote:As I mentioned in another answer in another thread. Penis sex is overrated I found. I felt next to nothing. Sex isn't just about penetration. It's about the whole experience of being with someone. Giving and taking pleasure. So don't get so worked up about it.

As for the rest of it, it seems to be a bit of a wall o text. There are some good points in it and rather a lot of sexual fantasy and more than a few misconceptions. But write it down and work it out.

I was in my forties before I accepted I am simply transgender. But it took me until a few years ago that I finally accepted that I'm a woman. Just a woman. You need to get to that point. Sexual fantasy is all great fun and probably as much as anything to do with all the testosterone sloshing around in your body.


Just accept yourself as a girl. Not trans, not bi, gay, straight or a 'cuntboy', gender neutral or fluid.


Just a girl.

Thing is, I am not sure boys or girls are real. I keep thinking about teleporting a boys brain into a woman's body. In most cases I don't think much would happen. I think gender is mostly determined by your physical features. I think masculinity and feminity are inverted by society.

In my day, women would go around molesting men and making crude and rude penis jokes and sexual inuendos. And I thought the masculine thing to do was to be polite and feminine. I think alot of it is in our heads, and just brainwashed.

That is why I say british is a gender. A british man sits at a picnic and just enjoys a quiet picnic in the park. But the American man has to be loud and play basketball and disrupt the calm feminine energy.

I think macho men are just mad they are ugly and don't get to be a woman, Frued or Jung called this vagina envy, in that masculinity is macho due to the envy they have of not getting to be born female, in essence that most men are simply envious females who are macho only as to voice their contempt and defiance at not being born female.

Furthermore, redpillers list masculinity as only possible through enduring pain and hardship, thus masculinity as negative, and masculine as non-inherent seems to be the essence here. Now keep in mind these redpillers are not feminists, and they do not say this to shame men or masculinity.

Also, when i take female hormones it boosts my libido in 5 minutes. From what I read about the 4 major transwomen who failed having sex changes, 3 of them were pretty much crossdressers and the other one wasn't even womanly at all. From what I read it says that these kind of folk lose their sex drive while on female hormones, because they don't have any kind of feminine sex drive. But for me, estrogen does not remove my sex drive, and I still have a sex drive, sometimes it can even increase my sex drive.