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What a Sissy!!  that intended insult was often a mixed bag for me.  The answer in my heart was YES! but before accepting myself I was too ready to deny and respond with anger.

If you are transitioning now, or beyond all that, how does that five letter word feel to you now??   

I own it and think to myself, "well duh, of course I am a sissy girl, but don't push me to show you how butch I can be either!!  You might not like my bite."

You??

Quote from: Tessa James on June 19, 2015, 11:35:52 AM
What a Sissy!!  that intended insult was often a mixed bag for me.  The answer in my heart was YES! but before accepting myself I was too ready to deny and respond with anger.

If you are transitioning now, or beyond all that, how does that five letter word feel to you now??   

I own it and think to myself, "well duh, of course I am a sissy girl, but don't push me to show you how butch I can be either!!  You might not like my bite.

You??

Oh yes I'm sissy I wear Lolita dresses with Mary Jane shoes hehE oh I love being called it

Quote from: Yenneffer on June 19, 2015, 11:44:46 AM
Oh yes I'm sissy I wear Lolita dresses with Mary Jane shoes hehE oh I love being called it

LOL, and just want to hug you!

Quote from: Tessa James on June 19, 2015, 11:47:48 AM
LOL, and just want to hug you!

Hehe hugs 😊

Yes, I'm a total sissy. I'm pretty much the opposite of tough, but I don't really like that it's a value judgment. You can be a sissy and a wonderful person, so I'm troubled by the extent that it's considered an insult.

Quote from: suzifrommd on June 19, 2015, 11:52:35 AM
Yes, I'm a total sissy. I'm pretty much the opposite of tough, but I don't really like that it's a value judgment. You can be a sissy and a wonderful person, so I'm troubled by the extent that it's considered an insult.

And you're totally a great sister to us Suzi!  Yes the value added aspect, hmmm.  I wonder if it is not going to be like the term Queer....now back by popular demand and ownership;-)

nope, not a sissy one bit. though i am very very clumsy and i do tend to get hurt a lot whether intentionally or unintentionally lol

I heard that so many times growing up...and a few as an adult even. But in the proper context, it feels good  :D
Looking back now, yes I was..and am...very much a sissy

Quote from: Marly on June 19, 2015, 12:17:21 PM
I heard that so many times growing up...and a few as an adult even. But in the proper context, it feels good  :D
Looking back now, yes I was..and am...very much a sissy

We can own it Girl!

Quote from: Echo Alcestis on June 19, 2015, 12:09:16 PM
nope, not a sissy one bit. though i am very very clumsy and i do tend to get hurt a lot whether intentionally or unintentionally lol

Huh, coordination?  And then i do recall those special playground remarks for "throwing like a sissy girl"  Who wants to catch footballs anyway? ;D

Intentional hurting is a concern tho.....

Nope - big bad bold brave practical and down to earth pragmatist... I might even have made a halfway decent male if it hadn't been for the intense dislike of the bodily attributes which that state required.

Then again I do also have a strong soft and empathetic nurturing side... so all in all I'm more of a strong heroine/wise woman/earth mother than any sort of sissy.

( "Sissy" by the way seems to me just as much an insult for a woman as it would be for a man! Anyone who had said that of me in the past undoubtedly would only have lived just long enough to fully regret their error ;) )

I am like a M&M. tough on the outside and sissy on the inside.

Quote from: Rejennyrated on June 19, 2015, 12:28:05 PM
Nope - big bad bold practical and down to earth pragmatist... I might even have made a halfway decent male if it hadn't been for the intense dislike of the bodily attributes which that state required.

Then again I do also have a strong soft and empathetic nurturing side... so all in all I'm more of a strong wise woman/earth mother than any sort of sissy.

( "Sissy" by the way seems to me just as much an insult for a woman as it would be for a man! Anyone who had said that of me in the past undoubtedly would only have lived just long enough to fully regret their error ;) )

One of my sisters correctly took me to task when I said "i throw like a girl"  She reminded me of some young superstar girls who can throw a baseball like 100 mph.  RJ I want you by my side for some of those darker alleys.

I think I was called that a good deal.

I learned to not be one. I could throw a football, baseball any of those spheroid things. But I was never a star.

Deep down I liked the idea but hated the feelings it brought up. Kind of like Dena, I had a tough as nails exterior for years(considered cold and uncaring). However, I find when I do cry, it is about people or stories I don't know. I think that is just conditioning.

I don't think I will ever be a frilly girl. However, I hope to be a pragmatic girl who loves to coordinate and some day may grow to become a woman. Considering my age that is a ridiculous thing to write but I think it is accurate.

So, long answer is yes, I was. Deep inside I am but I don't know if any will ever see me as such.

With warmth,

Joanna

I was never called a sissy but I wouldn't have minded, inwardly at least. I suppose it is one of those derogatory words we get to own should we want it. Queer has more power to my mind. As to weather I am a sissy...yeah a bit. I will always have that badass tomboy side that doesn't mind dirt and cuts but I get a bunch of those cuts from plain awkward clumsiness. So I guess I am on the sissy side of the tomboy spectrum.

Also, has anyone else heard the word sissy used to refer to pee? As in "Mommy, hurry up and open the door, I need to make sissy!"

Quote from: Tessa James on June 19, 2015, 12:23:03 PM
Huh, coordination?  And then i do recall those special playground remarks for "throwing like a sissy girl"  Who wants to catch footballs anyway? ;D

Intentional hurting is a concern tho.....

no worries. i've been clean for 2 months now. its just accidently poking my finger at work because i move to fast. yes, i have terrible coordination. with the start of HRT, it got worse xD tripping over air. however i do throw like a sissy but i am a solid tomboy xD

Quote from: Joanna50 on June 19, 2015, 12:41:18 PM
Considering my age that is a ridiculous thing to write but I think it is accurate.

..and some day may grow to become woman.  So, long answer is yes, I was. Deep inside I am but I don't know if any will ever see me as such.

With warmth,

Joanna

Oh Joanna, there is nothing at all ridiculous about our shared aspirations regardless of age.  I respect your self talk but consider myself a 64 yo girl as the term that best embodies our growth as women.  Warm hugs back at ya.

No though my headmaster called me in when I was 15 and said I was a Nancy boy. The week before the deputy head called me a yob, they were both right!

my girlfriends pretty much dominated me

maybe ::)

way too much  :-*

They usually got angry with "you girly girl!!!"
:$ oops.

Quote from: big kim on June 19, 2015, 12:56:30 PM
No though my headmaster called me in when I was 15 and said I was a Nancy boy. The week before the deputy head called me a yob, they were both right!

Love the unfamiliar cultural lessons from around the globe. One of the best parts of this place, thanks

But yob?  yobby yobber???  Nancy we get.

Quote from: Swayallday on June 19, 2015, 12:58:15 PM


They usually got angry with "you girly girl!!!"
:$ oops.

Sounds like music to me ;)

tehe, on the good days I was a sissy, I was so sheltered it took me forever to learn about who I am
even the girls would tease because they knew I was not like the other boys. I am not now nor was I then a fighter.
to funny though they were all wrong I am just a girly a girl

I'm the glamour girl of the family but I just don't like the word. It's not a nice sounding word. I don't want to own it but more power to those who do.

In 7th and 8th grade, my name was "little f****t sissy boy".  I got pummeled on a daily basis.

By 9th grade, I grew to be 5'10" and 180 pounds and decided I'd had enough of being a victim.  At my new high school I punched the first bully in the teeth.   This was first day, first period in the middle of class in front of everyone.  How I ever landed that punch is beyond me, but people left me alone after that.

I promise that I haven't punched anyone in the face for over two years now.  (Don't call me a f*****' t****y when I'm buzzed!)

I want that t-shirt that says, "If I had balls, they'd be bigger than yours!"

Quote from: Jill F on June 19, 2015, 03:03:57 PM
In 7th and 8th grade, my name was "little f****t sissy boy".  I got pummeled on a daily basis.

By 9th grade, I grew to be 5'10" and 180 pounds and decided I'd had enough of being a victim.  At my new high school I punched the first bully in the teeth.   This was first day, first period in the middle of class in front of everyone.  How I ever landed that punch is beyond me, but people left me alone after that.

I promise that I haven't punched anyone in the face for over two years now.  (Don't call me a f*****' t****y when I'm buzzed!)

I want that t-shirt that says, "If I had balls, they'd be bigger than yours!"

Seems you may have outgrown those FS days while growing into your bras and panties!? :D  I remained the skinny kid and endured the daily traumas well into high school and eventually preferred to be homeless rather than take it anymore.
I started out living in my 55 chevy.  I have now met queer and trans youth who tell me they are not only popular but, one was homecoming queen.  Life does seem to be getting better eh?

 I got called that a lot, kids would follow me around on the playground at school and tease me till I cried, which I did rather easily, that just put blood in the water and the taunting got much worse over time. In junior high I just stayed away from everyone, in high school I latched onto my older brother and his friends they didn't treat much better but at least they kept other people from messing with me.  I am not ready to own that word but I am a girly girl now.

I was definitely bullied all the way through school, the worst was in elementary and middle school. By highschool I learned how to just avoid everyone. And I was never physically bullied. But I always had insults being yelled at me by total strangers. Freak was the most common. That's the one that hurts...

I've always been prissy on the inside but would hardly ever show it. The machismo took over most of the time. I was always a showoff diva and still am.

Unfortunately the word "sissy" was a trigger for me. Growing up I was vey feminine and my father (who was the only make child) wanted to make sure I was "man" enough growing up. He literally tried to beat the femininity out of my growing up and always used the word "sissy" with it.

Growing up, I avoided fights, didn't want anything to do with contact sports and hated violence of any kind. (Didn't like violent movies etc.) My father even tried to get me to join the Army. Thankfully my mother re-married when I was 15 and my step-father was much different. Still took me a while to get over it all.

Yes I got 'sissy' and 'mummy's boy' when I was in school.  I was bullied too and my Dad tried various ways to 'toughen me up'.  He never hit me, but I always felt as if he was disappointed in me.  My first job out of school was as a medical lab technician and some of the lab staff used to call me a 'mummy's boy' too.

I'm nobody's sissy now though, studying Iaido and Tai Chi sword form taught me that.

I F*&^ing hate that word more than anything!!!!!!

I was called that every single day I went to school, it almost killed me and just reading it hurts.

I used to get that all the time in primary school and into young adulthood, then that changed to "man up" and the like.

But inside I always cringed and cried with a "well what do you expect" I am what I am!

L Katy  :-*

Quote from: Nicole on June 20, 2015, 03:19:55 AM
I F*&^ing hate that word more than anything!!!!!!

I was called that every single day I went to school, it almost killed me and just reading it hurts.

Hugs

No, never was called or thought of myself as a sissy. I always tried to fit in with the tough guys to make up for the fact I was lacking a little in the tough department. I had to live being called twinkle toes due to the fact I walked up on my toes a lot. Not sure exactly why maybe it was trying on my mom's high heels so much or something like that. But anyway, Now as an adult I'm stuck feeling like I still should be the big tough man because of the work I do being a mechanic and the type of guys I work with are mostly the manly tough type. But as I have made my decision to move towards transition I am feeling more and more of my "sissy" side come out and if that is what I am so be it. I just would rather be a sissy girl then a sissy guy. So that's my goal to one day be a sissy girl. Just wonder what all the manly mechanic guys I work with will think then. Not that it really matters to me at all. Thanks for the awesome subject.
       Love you all,
                              Tiffany :)

I was born premature and weighed a little under 5 lbs at birth, and things did not get much better when I got older.  I got called all the perjoratives in school, and was physically bullied on a daily basis.  I was always smaller than the other boys, and a lot of girls (4'10" 90 lb in the ninth grade, 5'6" 120 lbs when I finished high school.)

I fought, got beat up, pummeled, and pushed my little body to the limit and beyond in p.e. trying to prove myself.

In my twenties I discovered bicycle racing and downhill skiing, two sports where size did not matter.

And of course I went into deep denial about my femininity.  Sometimes I cry now over what a cute little teenage girl I would have been.

In adulthood I slowly embraced my femininity, first through hobbies, literature and art, and stealthy little ways of dressing, and then more recently I stopped fighting myself and really surrendered to it, and I am a lot happier.

But I am most definitely not a girly girl.  I am more of a tight jeans and leggings kind of girl than the kind of girl who would wear a skirt for anything other than the office, and I won't tolerate frills or ruffles on anything.

I became a caricature of a man,a male impersonator.I was big and good at fighting(though I hated it,fortunately I lacked the ruthless streak to be a genuine hard case).I went from a stroppy teenage brat who got into a fight at least once a week(Dad offered me £5 if I could last a week without fighting when I was 14,a lot of money in 1971) to a hard drinking,pool shooting,muscle car driving,girl chasing(and boy chasing) bad ass biker.It fooled very few people,I remember overhearing a conversation in a bar.
"Who's that girl with long brown hair?"
"Irish Jimmy's girlfriend"
"She must be a lesbian"!

the extremely deep wound of being called a cry baby through out 1 and 2nd grade and having to live with that by staying in the same school with the same people who called me that through out grade school and into high school , not a fun experience. I've come to realize that yes , I still easily shed tears at the slightest injustice or pain that people cause others and I've come to realize that I'm just a very loving and sensitive person and if that's what a sissy is, so be it, plus I did and still do love to were dresses.

Thanks all for your heartfelt and sometimes painful recollections.  Yes, some triggering even and for that I am truly sorry--that anyone lived with the torment and intolerance of being just different enough for brutal notice.

I was, and still am, confounded by how often people avoid or denigrate the gentle and sweetly romantic style some of us may exhibit.  We all need that love and nurturing but what seems to sell in media world is junk about mayhem and fighting.  We react more readily and reliably to adrenaline in a world that already has a super abundance.

Bring on the sweet but don't check your thesaurus for Sissy as "week, cowardly and effeminate" can also be found in a  world where caricatures of hyper-male and female abound.

I wasn't much called names or anything when I was a kid. Learned early on how to avoid people and just mostly kept to myself.  And honestly, the only time I have been called "sissy" has been by a couple of women who call other women they know well that, so kind of like a term of endearment for them, I suppose.

wasn't Sissy the name of the teen on Family Affair

I was kind of a scrawny kid and thus got picked on allot in school and was called several colourful names and such until I started standing up for myself towards the end of junior high

But then we moved and it all started up again in high school and some boys tried to rape me in the locker room showers, luckily the coach was paying attention and stopped it

The coach began allowing me to shower in coach's showers but the other coaches didn't like that and I was dismissed from phys.ed. at that school

My step father began teaching me the martial arts he'd learned in Vietnam and I continued to study a few other styles until I had more or less developed my own style

Then we moved again, but I noticed not too many guys tried to bother me anymore

There have been a few incidences in adult life but not too many and most of it verbal

Shortly before my 14th birthday I learned a few fight moves from another kid's elder brother who was in the Army.I learned how to put your weight behind a punch,stand side on to make less of a target and a few dirty tricks.Later next year I broke my class bully's nose,his goons caught me and beat the snot out of me on my 15th birthday.My PE teacher found me lying on the floor and asked me who did it and they'd pay.I told him I wasn't a rat and would sort it out myself.Over the next 3 weeks I gave back the worst asskicking these dirtbags had ever had one at a time.
Who's the sissy now,getting a spanking from a girl?

Well, I have to reset my clock again.  On Friday night I was at the Dick Dale show at the Whisky, which was royally oversold.   If the fire marshal had caught wind of that one, it would have been canceled.   When I was walking out of the bathroom and back toward my booth through the crowded "walkway", a creepy drunken guy inserted himself in my way and made groping gestures.   Since security was nowhere to be found, I charged him, shoved him aside with my left arm and punched him upside the head with my right.  He retreated into the crowd and I went on with my evening.  I didn't even get worked up.

Dammit.  Two years without a bar fight, now it's just three days.   Oh well, at least this time it wasn't because I was trans.  It was straight up sexual harassment.   Yay, I must be passing?

Yeah, my "sissy" days are long since over.

Whoa, three badass girls in a row!

Yup i'll walk about anywhere with you three  ;D >:-)

 :) I am NOT a sissy. No way am I one.

Dictionary defines a sissy as an effeminate(like a woman) male.

OOPS , I am proud to be a sissy. Actually transgendered.

Everyone have a very nice day wearing beautiful clothes and everything else being feminine.

Just be safe.   :) :) :)

That's how all this started with me, in my private life i identified as a sissy, even told my wife about it before we were married so she'd know what she was in for.  i've worked all kinds of the dirtiest hardest jobs you can imagine, so to my friends i am well known for my gritty side.  Lately i've been coming out to them in a way i thought would be easiest for them to understand, i told them i'm a sissy and always have been and it's funny that i figured they would be really surprised and shocked even but they were not, just more or less said good for you, you go gurl.  Guess they know me better than i thought, glad of it too.

Linda

Sissy, fairy, light in the loafers....yup, I can even fly ;D

What is a Sissy Trans Lady?

Quote from: GingerMaxim on June 24, 2015, 04:15:53 AM
What is a Sissy Trans Lady?

Old thang maybe but I'm no lady:D  Or is this a riddle or a descriptor from another source?