I think I’m some kind of non-binary.
I’m comfortable calling myself a woman, a demi-girl, a man, just a person, anything. I’m currently telling people I’m a demi-girl, because it feels the most natural, and people tend not to pry too much into what it truly means. I do wonder if the indifference I feel means something else, or something more.
I actually love doing home chores (as long as nobody tells me to do them beforehand), and often think of myself as a sort of ‘housewife’ for my family, even though I’m the youngest. But I also get feelings of hating being a girl. Right now, it’s fine. I can look at myself in the mirror and confidently say I look pretty, but I know as soon as I try to put on a dress or (attempt) to wear makeup, that I’ll hate myself and everything I know until I take it off.
I like the idea of eyeliner, but I have this fear or aversion to makeup that makes it impossible to wear (or even walk down the eisles in shops) without physically wanting to vomit or tear all my skin off or something painful.
I can do stage makeup, for acting, if I steel my nerves. I love heels as a concept, but even thinking about wearing them seems like a betrayal of who I am.
I love pink, but I feel silly wearing it. I like the idea of short hair and I really CANNOT be bothered to ever shave my legs for people. In fact, while I am a little self-conscious of it, I love my hairy legs! I like the idea of loving men as a man, but not as a woman. I like women, but I’m really struggling with s***** attraction (I’m probably just inexperienced and don’t know what I like and don’t like), but I know I’m not driven by s** when it comes to masculine people.
It’s a weird life. Some days I feel 100% trans, other days I feel confused. I like being in the middle, but I don’t feel complete there.
‘I’m just me’, I say.
But I want to get to know myself a little better.
