It was a long time ago. Trannyweb was what this online... moreIt was a long time ago. Trannyweb was what this online community was originally called. We had to change the name because the word ‘tranny’ became increasingly toxic and we had to change our rickety old software because the developers would no longer support it.
I vaguely remember we had asked the existing members to come up with a new name and Gender Society won. I think a lot of our members at the time wanted us to distance our community from the other cattle market sites out there so we needed to sound more respectable.Trannyweb was a busy and vibrant community though (started in 1999) with lots of people online at any one time. The forums were the jewel in the crown as you can see from the huge number of threads and forum posts (which by the way, are still available today).
The transition to The Gender Society took place in 2011. Unfortunately, a lot of the long-time regulars who used to be permanently logged in, didn’t like the change... less
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Gender variant (trans or transgender) people are relatively rarely seen in GP surgeries. Many GPs say that they lack the knowledge to treat those experiencinggender variant conditions and, consequently, they are not confident to do so.The first part of this publication provides an overview of care for trans people that is particularly applicable to GPs. Hormone therapy is central to transgender primarycare, and issues such as assessment and diagnosis are also relevant to general practice. These topics are discussed in greater detail in Annexes C and D. Clinical care for gender variant people should be provided within a framework of good practice that emphasises patient autonomy, allows for the wide variety of needs among trans people and is flexible in its clinical responses to those needs. It should also take account... less
Christine your information I don't think ever goes unnoticed, I... moreChristine your information I don't think ever goes unnoticed, I have always enjoyed your articles, very informative and thought provoking.
I just wished you were in the states to give such accurate content, but then under this current administration and political conflict I think you might find it quite egregious,
There was a time in the states when we were moving in a very positive direction, sadly we have faltered and at best stagnated our trans direction.
Huggs Tammy
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I think I joined about 2004-2005, Organised themed chat... moreI think I joined about 2004-2005, Organised themed chat parties, lot of fun, about 2007 I was made head of forums, made a lot of amusing and factual posts even some controversial ones, many taken out of context, but always attracted attention and responses if some were very negative. When Trannyweb became the Gender society I gathered a few people to become site moderators lovely helpful team, keeping the site clear of trolls, keeping the home page clear of sleaze and wiping out literally 1000's of spams. Shame that when I stepped back from heading up that team due to studying and work I was unable to devote as much attention as the site needed many of the site and forum mods just seemed to vanish, lose interest. I will always remember some advice Katie gave mewhen in the early days of being a mod, I was verbally abused, it upset me and I threatened to leave,Katie said if someone on your land line gives you grief, do you cut your phone off. Of course... less
What effect does female hormone therapy have on a male, and how... moreWhat effect does female hormone therapy have on a male, and how soon?
The longer after puberty hormone therapy is started, the less effective it is--but not a linear scale, e.g., results are considerably more dramatic in an 18 year old than a 28 year old, but results are not on the average dramatically different between a 38 year old and a 48 year old.
The following effects have been observed in varying degrees--anywhere from little to moderate--with extended treatment. With effective and continuous dosages, most of the changes that a particular body is genetically prone to start within 2 to 4 months, will start leveling off somewhat within 2 years, and be mostly done within 5 years. The leveling may take longer if the testes are not removed. High levels of estrogen will cause faster development up to a point, but not better results in the long term than moderate levels of estrogen..
Fertility decreases. Sperm count drops rapidly. Sometimes it returns to almost normal if hormonal treatment is... less
Welcome one and all! This is a forum for you to showcase your writing - be it poetry, narrative or script. A place where you can seek advice and tips or a place where you can... moreWelcome one and all! This is a forum for you to showcase your writing - be it poetry, narrative or script. A place where you can seek advice and tips or a place where you can help others improve their skill. There are no restrictions on genre or subject matter. Just taste - if I think it would shock my grandmother it'll be frowned upon. And I can frown most severely! Oh, and I suspect size matters - it's unlikely your 500k word masterpiece would squeeze snuggly into a post. So, whether you're a highly talented artist or an author trapped in a readers body, let's just relax and have some fun... Rae x less
Very happy that my new romance story has been accepted for publishing. Now that the contract is signed I can even glow a little (I am a bit superstitious, comes with being... moreVery happy that my new romance story has been accepted for publishing. Now that the contract is signed I can even glow a little (I am a bit superstitious, comes with being Italian) .
There are two slightly-to-very gender-fickle ;) characters in the story, one of which was easy to write (very autobiographical lol), for the other, I needed some input...
I owe many thanks to many people who wrote things on these boards, and some who exchanged messages with me with infinite generosity and a good deal of humour. You know who you are, out there :)
Hugs, and again thanks!!
Hi all! Just a quick note to introduce myself, I am a somewhat gender-challenged girl (no thoughts of transitioning, I am a bit of a mess but I am used to it), and landed on this... moreHi all! Just a quick note to introduce myself, I am a somewhat gender-challenged girl (no thoughts of transitioning, I am a bit of a mess but I am used to it), and landed on this forum while looking for input for a partly autobiographical story... It seemed rude to lurk in the shadows though, with so much personal stuff being posted, so I signed up.
The poem below (sorry it's a bit long, it's actually several separate fragments strung together), was part of a sci/fi story, and bits and pieces of it have been published here and there, but I don't think anyone has ever read the whole of it (not sure if anyone wants to, lol), so here it goes... hope you find some lines you like. :)
A song for Laz’law
Deeper and darker Ever deeper – ever darkerWhere the night gathers and waversOn the edge of my trembling eyelidsThere - chasing the sweetest/smoothest Curve of your bodyThe most sacredThe most preciousThere - a spark a shimmer a twinkleFirefly - fireworks - firewallAll the scattering light of... less
I used to write ficiton, more than a decade ago. I did enjoy it but got out of because I lost my creativity, or so I felt. It was more than just writer's block. I just couldn't... moreI used to write ficiton, more than a decade ago. I did enjoy it but got out of because I lost my creativity, or so I felt. It was more than just writer's block. I just couldn't seem to come up with fun and interesting stories any longer. Everything just seemed so bland. After a time I did start writing again, non-fiction though, on computer programming. That went well for several years but then life became too busy to keep up with it and it fell by the road side.
I started the non-fiction again back last summer but with my wife's condition and her need constant care I had to put that on hold. One thing that my wife always wanted to see me do is get back into fiction, she really loved my work. I don't know what has caused it but my creative juices have started to work again. So, in her memory, I've started on a new novel! It is a high fantasy style novel similar to Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones, those styles of books with world in danger, epic battles, etc. It's only been a few weeks and... less
She rises every day to greet me.She shines her light upon my feet.She guides the path that lies beneath me.She starts the day with her eyes on meShe has brightened up my... moreShe rises every day to greet me.She shines her light upon my feet.She guides the path that lies beneath me.She starts the day with her eyes on meShe has brightened up my world,I’m enlightened by this girl.
As sure as the sun shines,I can’t get you out of my mind.Unfading love and lightI’d be nothing without you in my life.Her hair it falls in golden raysHer stare, like fire, sets me ablaze.Her smile it warms me on a cloudy day.Girl, shine your light and won’t you shine my way.
You have brightened up my world.I’m enlightened by you, girl.
As sure as the sun shines,I can’t get you out of my mind.Unfading love and lightI’d be nothing without you in my life.And at night, comes the moon,How it reminds me with reflections of youOf all the stars in my viewThe closest one I keep is youThere in all the dark hours I sleep throughWhile I dream of awaking to you.As sure as the sun shines,I can’t get you out of my mind.Unfading love and lightI’d be... less
Today things are gonna change. No more drugs nightmares and being deranged.
Ima fly this plane pass table spoons crack pipes and loose change. Ima buy a pair of nikes and rock a... moreToday things are gonna change. No more drugs nightmares and being deranged.
Ima fly this plane pass table spoons crack pipes and loose change. Ima buy a pair of nikes and rock a nice chain.
Shooting stars spl;itting and intertwining and rainbow trains.
my imagination is strange. I'm a dead beat but I got a good brain.
I'm not a rapper i'm a poet, I really wanna show it. Take the cap off these lyrics and just ******* blow it.
I'm gonna creep and crawl into your dreams, filled with broken glass fear and chlorine. Broken Mirrors Shallow hearts and steal beams, i'm a ghosto n the inside, know what I mean?
As a child I was neglected in school and i was afflicted but music and games got me through it this is my song i'm here to spew it
never to late to change and mend my broken relationships. please forgive me for being a paranoid schizophnirec.
I have the will of a champion and I damned well mean it, this is a part of my life I hope you enjoyed reading it. less
I'm currently working on my first book on wattpad and am hoping it can and will be published one day. I've mentioned on here before that I'll be writing an LGBT story, but this... moreI'm currently working on my first book on wattpad and am hoping it can and will be published one day. I've mentioned on here before that I'll be writing an LGBT story, but this one isn't it. I want the LGBT story to be the best it can be so I'm not quite ready for that I'm afraid. I did want to share my first story's plot and see what people think of it. If there are any anime/manga lovers out there, this particular story is based on a few of those. (It is a novel though).
Title: Hero the Cat Cop
Blurb: Family tradition has forced nineteen year old Emerald Gem into a career she never wanted - the police force. To complicate matters, her partner isn't the nicest of sorts - a talking, sexist cat. Can this unlikely pair solve their differences and work together like real partners, or will it always end in disaster when the two are put together?
I wanted to share this here also because, like the LGBT story, it hits close to home with me in a lot of ways. I've grown up with a lot of... less
Thought I'd share a poem I wrote about myself and an old friend of mine. I think it shows why I wonder if I'm Transgender or Bigender. Any thoughts on it are... moreThought I'd share a poem I wrote about myself and an old friend of mine. I think it shows why I wonder if I'm Transgender or Bigender. Any thoughts on it are appreciated.
What Am I?
Here I am again tonight,
Trying best with all my might,
Just to feel like I'm alright.
Looking in the mirror's such a chore,
Because I'll never see who I am looking for.
One moment, I'm a masculine, mischievous flirt.
The next, I'm wishing I actually looked good in a skirt.
My family just can't seem to understand,
And now my best friend can't even give me a hand.
It's all because of my jealousy, I know.
Still, you'd return my feelings if I was a real bro.
There are times I really do feel like an "it" ,
but the way you talk about girls makes me prefer that ****.
I'm finding that running this place, FrockTV and Frock Magazine is all getting a bit too much for me (again). I wonder if anyone might be interested in volunteering to help... moreI'm finding that running this place, FrockTV and Frock Magazine is all getting a bit too much for me (again). I wonder if anyone might be interested in volunteering to help out a bit. If you can give up a couple of hours a month you could be an Assistant Editor.That would involve helping us to find new interesting stories and / or being the dedicated editor for a specific department, where you chase up your contributor/s for their material and photo permissions, then proof read their article and submit it for publication. We'll show you exactly what to do. If you can write well and are interested in helping, please drop me a line at editor@frockmagazine.com.Thanks, Katie :) less
I wrote this poem sometime last year, thought I'd share it. It's my favouite thing I ever wroteI once woke up and looked out the windowListen to an intro, ****** on indoMy pale... moreI wrote this poem sometime last year, thought I'd share it. It's my favouite thing I ever wroteI once woke up and looked out the windowListen to an intro, ****** on indoMy pale skin glowed though I felt so roughtouched by the heat I was safe onceSpent months in shades, blazing on bluntsTill an angel had come and it got me wonderingWhat happened to fun? Lumbered with sadnessthis cynical world alone I'd craftedAnd mastered the art of a bleeding heartI needed a spark, a belief in lifeThat I'm sorry I saw in your beautiful eyesThis storys one so full of surprises, cuz I nearly died on that shameful islandTruth is in the mist of that silence, for once I really struggled to lie andI felt so trapped in your colours... vibrant.It went and worsened whenever you asked why.You were the person I couldn't deceive, for the first time ever and I couldn't believe itConsumed with guilt, holding these secretsThe walls I'd built I began to hitAll that I hid as a kid, transparentThe sands of my life, wasted - apparentI... less
“You know Sam ,” said Gabriel. I’m usually an even tempered type, but often recently, when I’ve been out and about, I’ve been, well, almost... more“You know Sam ,” said Gabriel. I’m usually an even tempered type, but often recently, when I’ve been out and about, I’ve been, well, almost despairing. It’s the Christmas thing –“Peace on Earth and Goodwill to all men – that sort of stuff. You would think the Boss might have noticed, but no, same old, same old, year after year. Trust me, I’ve been doing this a long time and to tell you the truth, at first I loved it. They way the kids were fascinated, wide eyed at the very thought of presents. Actually, I could swear that they really did believe in Santa and his sleigh, the reindeer, the mistletoe, the Christmas tree – the whole thing
His friend sipped his tea and looked over.
“I know” he said. I’ve not been here as long as but I know what you mean. Watch it though, walls have ears”
I wrote this whilst I was away on a break as I watched the sunrise. I have no reason why I wrote it as it just came into my head.
This morning as I watched to sunrise... moreI wrote this whilst I was away on a break as I watched the sunrise. I have no reason why I wrote it as it just came into my head.
This morning as I watched to sunrise through the tree's
In a gentle breeze I though why?
I know that one day I will never see the sun and feel the breeze
because one day I will die.
But this is today now and I know that I am alive
and no longer have to fight to survive.
Like a child everyday I learn something new
with my ears or my eyes and things they hear and view.
I wonder at time's if I will ever stop learning but
I alway's have that desire and yearning.
I have been through some hard time's
and right now a taste of the good.
So what more can I do to teach and still learn?
I teach what I learnt when my finger's got burned.
If I ever stop learning something new everyday
then time would have stopped for me in every way.
The sun has gone down now but the breeze is still there
I cannot see it but can feel it in my hair.
Scales fell from her eyes leaving great clarity
When she knew that to... moreFor those on the road.
Scales fell from her eyes leaving great clarity
When she knew that to realize
Was the biggest milestone on her road.
When she knew that she was really She,
Not what she had struggled to be,
Not the shell of pain and disillusion,
Struggling in dark delusion,
In a world that did not want to know.
Just the blinding light
The sudden passionate insight
Of what had to be
Of choices ready to be taken
Of doubts and fears to be forsaken
The butterfly cannot see her sun arise
Looking through caterpillar eyes
That focus only inwards
But in her brief, delirious day
She knows – it is the only way.
