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Tota Elbakry
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Making the sale was like getting the panties, and losing it was taking it up the
ass.
يا سلام؟!
— Feb 10, 2026 01:10PM
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ass.
يا سلام؟!
Tota Elbakry
is on page 163 of 290
Life was the worst chapter so far
— Feb 09, 2026 10:28AM
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Tota Elbakry
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It was an entirely legitimate way for men to marry
other men—to cultivate the lifelong company of their own sex—and this held
true for both hetero-and homosexual
???????????? So stupid similarity!!! Ffs
— Feb 09, 2026 05:51AM
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other men—to cultivate the lifelong company of their own sex—and this held
true for both hetero-and homosexual
???????????? So stupid similarity!!! Ffs
Tota Elbakry
is on page 101 of 290
It was rare, most of them told me, for a man to write at such length,
much less to write with consideration and investment.
— Feb 07, 2026 09:39AM
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much less to write with consideration and investment.
Tota Elbakry
is on page 96 of 290
Imo the woman who Norah had wwritten about, Society has wronged her, forcing her into a race against time and people, leaving her filled with bitterness. This has made it impossible for her to open up to someone new or even try again; there is simply no more time or energy left for another wound. No matter how hard she tries to set herself free, some scars simply refuse to heeal
— Feb 07, 2026 06:32AM
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Tota Elbakry
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understood this reaction immediately. I had predicted it. But still a part of
me resented their prejudices. I was still the same person I had been before, just
as any given strange man is a person beneath his blazer or his baseball hat. As a
woman, I was accepted. As a man I had been rejected yet again. I understood
intimately the social reasons for this, but it seemed unfair all the same…it is not the same at all
— Feb 07, 2026 05:34AM
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me resented their prejudices. I was still the same person I had been before, just
as any given strange man is a person beneath his blazer or his baseball hat. As a
woman, I was accepted. As a man I had been rejected yet again. I understood
intimately the social reasons for this, but it seemed unfair all the same…it is not the same at all














