I can trace it back to the day when I was bitten on the leg by a radioactive eunuch. Not only did this give me the powers of a eunuch it also implanted in me the desire for castration.

Averysmallwood (imported) wrote: Sun Jun 26, 2022 6:09 pm I’ve known since I was three and I was running around naked and hated that I had testicles. I would sit in the tub with my penis and balls tucked behind my legs. I had those feelings often as a young boy.

When I hit puberty, the testosterone really kicked in and my sex drive and libido went crazy. From the fifth grade forward, I thought of sex constantly. When I was twelve, I started masturbating, usually about twice a week. That increased when I was a little older and by the time I was twenty, I did it twice a day if not more.

I’m now 43 and haven’t slowed down yet. I long to be able to stop, and feel calmness. I still don’t like having testicles aesthetically, for me when I’m castrated it will be a win-win.

It seems to me that in terms of safety of genitals the hatred at three-year age in your case, is safer hatred in 19 years (my case) .

Averysmallwood (imported) wrote: Sun Jun 26, 2022 6:09 pm I’ve known since I was three and I was running around naked and hated that I had testicles. I would sit in the tub with my penis and balls tucked behind my legs. I had those feelings often as a young boy.

When I hit puberty, the testosterone really kicked in and my sex drive and libido went crazy. From the fifth grade forward, I thought of sex constantly. When I was twelve, I started masturbating, usually about twice a week. That increased when I was a little older and by the time I was twenty, I did it twice a day if not more.

I’m now 43 and haven’t slowed down yet. I long to be able to stop, and feel calmness. I still don’t like having testicles aesthetically, for me when I’m castrated it will be a win-win.

From a very young age it seemed to me that having balls was just a bad design. They seemed too exposed and delicate. It was like they were just hanging out there ready to be hurt and they didn't seem to serve any useful purpose.

Need is subjective, I have never needed my balls. Have not had sex in over 5 decades. Even then is was unrewarding.

Now the only time I think about sex is a sissy bottom for a porn star Ladyboy. That too is not likely

Now and for awhile they just hang tere as a reminder of how useless they have been.

Maybe if I were castrated my mental health would be better. Sadly no medical reason so insurance isn't going to pay and no money for travel to Thailand or? for surgery.

Have no desire for reassignment surgery, so there would be no need to save the scrotum.

I don't remember. It's a nagging feeling that has been in the back of my mind most of my adult life. This feeling ebbs and flows. This time it's high tide.

The thing that really bugs me is this typical alpha-male behaviour. Hyper inflated ego, mansplaining, cock-fights & exaggerated competitiveness, speaking loudly, outspoken, misogynic or generally obnoxious 'typical' male behaviour (I suppose any combination of this is the major cause of all the misery in the world...).

I try to avoid behaving like a jerk, but unfortunately I am also guilty of this from time to time. Mea culpa.

I associate this with 'normal' or high T and find this cringeworthy. Probably this is my less-male or softer side speaking.

Now, if men could cool it down a bit...

I enjoyed vaginal sex whenever I can. Now I am completely impotent. So I want to be castrated. I am already injected alcohol and CaCl2 into my tests.

When I first met a woman who had planned this as a goal for me in our life together.

After our divorce, I only looked for women like that, and I only lived with women like that. These women did not stand by me until the end. (in 2001)

The desire for castration, which has not yet been realized, has been slowly developing for about four years. My sexual performance is poor and my wife has her satisfaction outside of our marriage, which is absolutely fine. I have not had vaginal intercourse in years and do not miss it. Therefore, it would just be logical to be neutered. I have written it elsewhere: my erection bothers me a lot, while my flaccid penis is ok. I just feel that I don't need my testicles anymore. An empty, reduced sack would be much more aesthetically pleasing.

I actually began to find my testicles and scrotum undesirable as a teenager entering puberty. But in those times I knew nothing about being castrated. It wasn't until about twenty years ago that due to the internet I discovered that castration was possible. It was then I knew this was what I needed. The problem has been getting it done in a safe environment at a price I could afford. Just this year 2022 I have been able to find a local doctor that will castrate me and my insurance will pay. So I guess I have known I needed to be castrated since I was a teen but just was able to achieve this.

I am still fully convinced that for me personally it turned out to be a good choice ...

As if I was born this way (or should have been born this way).

They helped me, thanks to the fortunate combination of my life circumstances.

However, if I had not been lucky then, then surely I would have taken advantage of another lucky opportunity ...