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Quoted By: >>35183520 >>35183616
**I realized that I have a familial dynamic only you fucks could understand. If you can relate, I'm so sorry.**
So, like every other mtf, my parents got divorced when I was 10. During that time, I became a therapist/confidante for my mom, bc my dad was an Asperger's coke addict so I didn't rly like him. My mom would tell me these stories about my dad and his family (who are all odd), but one story in particular ended up becoming relevant later in my life.
My father's father (who I'll call John) is a *weird* individual. He got all his body hair lasered at 65, he got a Blepharoplasty for his hooded eyes, he was a 60's hippie, and also a pharmacist who sold viagra to college students. I didn't really care though, because I was 10. Another story I didn't care that much about was how my father, as a child, found a photobook of John crossdressing and wearing diapers w/ a binky. I think my mom even said there was one of him eating out of a shitty diaper too, idrk. This story was repeated by multiple others though, and John acts the part so I believe.
I let that simmer in my subconscious until I came out 5 years later and was like "oh, he must've given me the trans gene" not knowing that being a diaper trans was a fucking trope. It only hit me like two years later when I spiraled and came here. When it did hit, though.. holy fucking shittttt. I thought it was funny before that he was some closeted gay freak, but now I'm just mortified whenever I see him... which is going to be bad because I'm moving near them for college & they might help w rent.
I came out to John & his wife in like 2022 because I still interact with my dad's family enough to warrant it, & his parents are the only neolibs in a redneck oil baron family, so I expected it when they were accepting... except the next (and last) time I saw John, he kept calling me "his big man", & "the man of the house" in this catty ass voice.
Is it over for me? Do I kill myself? Will I catch Diaperhonitis by proximity?
So, like every other mtf, my parents got divorced when I was 10. During that time, I became a therapist/confidante for my mom, bc my dad was an Asperger's coke addict so I didn't rly like him. My mom would tell me these stories about my dad and his family (who are all odd), but one story in particular ended up becoming relevant later in my life.
My father's father (who I'll call John) is a *weird* individual. He got all his body hair lasered at 65, he got a Blepharoplasty for his hooded eyes, he was a 60's hippie, and also a pharmacist who sold viagra to college students. I didn't really care though, because I was 10. Another story I didn't care that much about was how my father, as a child, found a photobook of John crossdressing and wearing diapers w/ a binky. I think my mom even said there was one of him eating out of a shitty diaper too, idrk. This story was repeated by multiple others though, and John acts the part so I believe.
I let that simmer in my subconscious until I came out 5 years later and was like "oh, he must've given me the trans gene" not knowing that being a diaper trans was a fucking trope. It only hit me like two years later when I spiraled and came here. When it did hit, though.. holy fucking shittttt. I thought it was funny before that he was some closeted gay freak, but now I'm just mortified whenever I see him... which is going to be bad because I'm moving near them for college & they might help w rent.
I came out to John & his wife in like 2022 because I still interact with my dad's family enough to warrant it, & his parents are the only neolibs in a redneck oil baron family, so I expected it when they were accepting... except the next (and last) time I saw John, he kept calling me "his big man", & "the man of the house" in this catty ass voice.
Is it over for me? Do I kill myself? Will I catch Diaperhonitis by proximity?
