But I just feel like complete and utter fucking crap.
Go on holiday.
For a long ass time.
Like, the rest of my life.
I hate my job.
I hate doing nothing.
I hate my town.
I hate. Everything.
CHANGE, please, something, someone, change.
I want to focus on CREATING shit.
My life is so fucking shit right now.
My friend asked me whether or not my sexual preference had changed due to a different gender expression.
LOL, how does that even work?
I’m still attracted to the same people, brah.
It’s not that I want to die.
It’s not that I want to kill myself.
It’s that I don’t want to have existed.
But the thought of coming out is terrifying.
What if I’m not?
What if I’ve made the wrong decision?
What if I have to turn back and thus belittling the trans* community in the eyes of the cisgendered.
How am I ever going to pass amongst strangers?
So many people know me as female here.
My job, I’m terrified of coming out there.
My hometown, my Facebook, my everything that’s been established as female.
I just want to start a new life, somewhere new. New job. New friends. No background.
And I don’t know if I’m still not sure because of that, or not.
Anonymous asked: Regarding the 4 out of 5 post: It's kind of shity to call trans women "guys in heels." Unless you were talking about trans men, then it disregards discrimination against trans women. Also, it's misogynic to use pussy as a slur.
It was actually just a rant about a picture of a cisguy in heels I saw on my Facebook and the comments were atrocious. As for the misogynistic part, you’re right, but I use dick and knob just as much as pussy and cunt.
Just asked my two BFFs to call me my chosen guys name and use male pronouns as a trial.
I’ve taken to sucking the end of my thumb.
Like a kitten deprived of motherly affection too early.
I feel like I’m just deprived of affection.
Mainly from myself.