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plalace
- Feb 19, 2024
- 139
Since I was a child, I've had this impulse to dress in men's clothes, tie my hair back, keep a serious, closed expression, with fixed eyes, and look at myself in the mirror. I don't know exactly why, but I always did this when I was alone, wearing my grandfather's and father's old clothes. I used to hate my female body so much, I repudiated it to the point of vomiting. When I was with my ex... I told him, and we thought I was gender fluid because I still liked being a girl sometimes. I realized it was out of fear a while later; I could never abandon this feminine side of myself because I feel more confident in it. Being a boy, being a man, gives me a feeling of fragility, as if I were exposed, as if the world could see beneath my skin, look at my nerves and blood vessels. So I think I'm trans. I'm taking care of myself... I'm controlling myself more; it's not like I have any other option, but I'm maintaining a balanced diet. Trying to do more strenuous exercise, because of the physical therapy, my mom keeps encouraging it. I wanted this to be a goal, just another one. Maybe I could get more muscle... cut my hair at some point, and when I feel ready, take some hormones. I wanted to do this but still hide it, be a man, without anyone knowing. Maybe this will last for a week, maybe I'll give it up again. But maybe I'd be happier if i were a man.