If I confine into you, tell you I’m gender dysphoric, and that I don’t want to be told I’m “too feminine to be male”.
follow it up again with
“But your legs are TOO feminine to be male”
I’m so bored of having no one to talk to/get advice from about my gender issues. Talking to other people helps me to figure more out about myself, but… I want to talk to someone who’s in a similar position to me. I love my friends, who put up with me, all the time, and all of my venting, but I feel I need to talk to someone who understands…
The youth group I went to where I live was full of nice people… but… it didn’t help too much. It was too chaotic. There wasn’t really anywhere to sit down and just relx and have a quiet conversation. I met some awesome people, and I felt really comfortable and happy… but it didn’t help me find out what I really want in terms of gender… or my life.
At the same time, I’m incredibly scared of digging deeper into myself. For multiple reason, both personal and to do with social stuff… ugh…
wow um jeez
I just kind of want to cut of most of my hair and wear my binder forever right now.
All of a sudden I’m having a lot of gender related feels.
and i really want a dick.
I wish it was possible to be reborn as a dude or just step into a machine or have an operation to make me 100% male cries
I’m having a WHAT THE FUCK GENDER AM I moment right now. Despite physically being a girl, actually thinking about buying women’s clothing feels foreign and strange to me- for the past… six or so years I’ve warn nothing but guys clothing (only wore skirts when I was forced to or to funerals).
The idea of wearing woman’s clothing is kind of overwhelming. That’s… kind of odd… really.
Besides only two of the tops I want are “women’s tops”, one of them is a man’s T-shirt.
Maybe it’s time I went to bed. Or played FF6 in bed.
my body is disgusting and so am i
why wasn’t i born male
what the fuck gender i want to be any-more. I’d say I don’t care, but that’s a lie. People tell me “it doesn’t matter”, but it matters to me. No, I don’t mind what gender my friends are, I don’t “pick friends” based on gender or, whatever, but my gender, god does that matter a whole lot to me.
And I’m so confused.
Always has been, always will be.
I’ll never be what I want to be, but hey, no one achieves that. ‘sept Buddha.