#YoungGCWomenUnite I’m a 21 year old lesbian and I used to fully believe in the trans cause. One day, I started “hate reading” a radical feminist blog just to see what those “bigots” were saying. I couldn’t stop reading. I went through multiple blogs and devoured as much (1/8)
— radical feminist literature as I could get my hands on. To my horror, I agreed with everything they were saying. In comparison to radical feminism, my old liberal feminist (though I wouldn’t have called it such at the time) analysis was surface level drivel. It couldn’t— (2/8)
—explain an eighth of what radical feminism could. And, beyond the allure of just the rich theory, my experiences started to align with what those hated “terfs” were saying. I was a member of my high school’s GSA and suddenly there was an explosion of my peers ID’ing as— (3/8)
—trans. Suddenly anyone who disagreed with these people on anything was a bigot. Suddenly I was a bigot just for being same sex attracted. Before I even knew it, every other lesbian I knew was now a trans-man. Within the span of a year, literally every girl I had ever— (4/8)
—gone out with was now a man. Then, after graduation, the surgeries started. So many girls I knew got double mastectomies and posted photos of themselves on Instagram, hiding their bloody bandages under Instagram stickers and complaining about looking fat or bloated in the— (5/8)
—comments. My friends who didn’t get surgeries cut their hair and changed their pronouns. They became hypercritical of anything they suspected was “terfy. Only their boyfriends were allowed to refer to them as girls - anyone else got a long lecture and accused of being— (6/8)
—a terf. Radical feminism provided an explanation for a lot of this (misogyny motivating transition) and also showed me I wasn’t insane or a bigot for thinking it was all lunacy. Radical feminism offers a deep and meaningful analysis of the world around me and, today, I am— (7/8)