Aargh the frustration of being seen wrongly
Urgh.
I am fed up of people seeing me wrongly.
It really "hurts"... not like physical pain... but hurts somewhere deep in my heart.
Yeah you guys & girls on here see me right... (apart from the odd person that doesn't really know about ftms and gets it wrong).
And most of the people in my life do (because my main life is online because I've cut any other unneccesary "real life" people off due to them seeing me wrongly).
So I have this whole internet life where I am allowed to be the real me.
And it f*cking gets to me when people in real life (for instance a new friend that I was basically forced to befriend) totally gets me wrong. Especially as he/she is apparently transgendered themself.
Makes me want to yell at them (scream in their face is how I put it to them via text message lol), and show them my videos and photos and prove it.
But it's like the only way to PROVE that I'm a boy is to transition.
And I'm not sure I'm ready for that/should do that.
Bring on the f*cking verdict of "intersexed" so I can have the girl bits lopped off and get on with being a boy. Gah!
Bah! :mad:
No one ever sees our Souls
I hope some day things will get better for everyone and people will stop judging things just on the surface.
Is is hard when people can neither see or understand our souls. Everyone is so very blind and this blindness hurts others.
Let no one rain on your parade
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Originally Posted by
pocoyo
Urgh.
I am fed up of people seeing me wrongly.
It really "hurts"... not like physical pain... but hurts somewhere deep in my heart.
Yeah you guys & girls on here see me right... (apart from the odd person that doesn't really know about ftms and gets it wrong).
And most of the people in my life do (because my main life is online because I've cut any other unneccesary "real life" people off due to them seeing me wrongly).
So I have this whole internet life where I am allowed to be the real me.
And it f*cking gets to me when people in real life (for instance a new friend that I was basically forced to befriend) totally gets me wrong. Especially as he/she is apparently transgendered themself.
Makes me want to yell at them (scream in their face is how I put it to them via text message lol), and show them my videos and photos and prove it.
But it's like the only way to PROVE that I'm a boy is to transition.
And I'm not sure I'm ready for that/should do that.
Bring on the f*cking verdict of "intersexed" so I can have the girl bits lopped off and get on with being a boy. Gah!
Bah! :mad:
I have spent a life time undoing what many have done. Today I don't let anyone rain on my parade. If I even smell a problem it is over. It has taken me too too much work to undo the mess that was done to me and the mess I also did to me. :love: