I have no idea what I’m doing and you can’t stop me.

Author, Trans Woman, Hypno Domme, Hopeless Romantic, Sadist, newly out system.

Pronouns are She/It, perpetually happy HRT gave me titties and sad it didn’t give me tentacles.

I had shame once.

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in reply to @estrogen-and-spite's post:

There's some where I can track back to "ah, this is a trauma response" (my own "no, it's not BAD, you just don't LIKE IT" is one of those exaggerated defensive responses to Bad Times In The Past) but there's others where it's just

where did this come from, why do you bother me so much, what is this even doing here, I don't remember ordering this

Yeah absolutely, exactly that. It's like "Okay, but why am I responding to this like it's a trauma trigger when I cannot even begin to imagine how this could have been traumatizing, let alone remember why it's a trigger for me."

Although now that I've thought about this specific one, I think it comes down to trauma from being bullied for liking the 'wrong thing' in the past. But still, it's hard when like I can't specifically point to anything.