#my sir is so lucky to use me however he wants isnt he
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sparrowsdinner · 1 year ago
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I can't stop fantasizing about being sedated, in that semi conscious state where my mind was all fuzzy and all I could think about was what it would feel like to have your hands on me I want to be played with while I can barely get a thought through my head, the feeling of floating away as you do as you please with me. I am meant to be used.
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teddy-feathers · 6 years ago
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gender is scary id rather have a cool rock.
i just wish this wasnt so important to me. that it didnt matter.
i tried to make it not matter.
ive been thinking about this hard for many years growing more confused and upset
because. youre you.
gender isnt a performance. its not an aesthetic.
i cant in good faith say im going to take back the parts of me i struggled to accept- i mean rainbow pastels are super cute and i adore adorable things and im not going to let life make me feel cringey over it again
i cant say ill change at all because im not. deciding to adhere to a different set of gender rules and rolls - hell thats one of the largest reasons i didnt want to deal with this at all
dudes dudettes and everyone on the outside of the ven diagram of idiocy can be and act and represent themself however they want and what they wear or hownthey act can't change that
so it shouldnt matter that in many ways im... girly. just listen to me talk or sing or whatever shit i do that makes me flinch now when i notice
but it does because.... because i was waiting for permission
i didnt realize it but. i didnt feel like i had any right to claim anything
im not a "special snowflake" im just like stupid queer or whatever idk
i laughed at the first person - a guy - who told me he was ace turns out im aro and ace.
i said i didnt care if my soulmate was a guy or a girl or multiple people because thatd be stupid - and then i didnt even NOTICE girls because well im not gay id know... until i dated one.
and then i found out nonbinary and trans folk were a thing.
its not scary to think you might be nonbinary. youre just outside the ven diagram. thats fine. obviously youve got to decide what that means for yourself
but.
i still felt... wrong. and it built and it built and i was afraid because... because me being a guy isnt allowed. im not special. i dont want to be special. and this - thisnis me just jumping onto the train right?
but i started getting angry and hurt and noticing all the time "miss" this and "maam" that.
or
"well im not a smartman" "youre not a man at all tho?"
"pfft well i could wingman for you." "blah blah blah wingWOMAN"
like. i decided. id try the binder thing and i liked it but dont we all like new fashion? new looks...
i decided to start cutting my hair and then... becoming dissatisfied when i looked like a lesbain instead of vaguely dudeish even though yeah im flattered that apparantly id make a cute lesbian? super flattered. its a LOOK and god do those girls look good
i got called sir once at walmart and was ecstatic.
but now i just want to cry. because people know and... i dont know hownto feel or even howni feel because the most i feel is scared which
alrifht i always feel scared about everything especially change
im lucky. i told my coworkers and they didnt even blink and changed pronouns and started calling me Dan.
Im thrilled but
im terrified
i dont take me seriously. how can anyone else? and i. i dont want people to know im trans. im not proud or whatever when i go and look at the cute designs on redbubble the way i am over aro ace stuff. its not funny or safe feeling.
itd be nice if i could just say i wish people wouldnt know by looking - they just saw a guy but its not even that? i sont want people to see me at all and yeah some of thats me just flipping out because... what if im wrong but...
i know. a large part of this is my avpd.
i got a rush
im super psyched i can just go "hey I'm a dude" to some people i know and its chill
but my brain runs on misery - if it sees me happy about something it freaks out and it takes a while for the battleship alarms to stop going off and assume the other horrible shoe is going to drop
but some part of me is wondering still
what if im not a guy
what if im making it all up
what if what if what if
you know?
right now if someone were to come up to me and say no. youre not trans. youre not valid... id probably bare throat.
byt its not validation i want or need. weirdly enough for the first time in my life ive got. plenty of validation its
surety.
confidence.
which. will only come with time. until hearing "sir" or "dan" becomes natural like a broken in shoe and then i can figure out if that was all it was or if the fit wasnt right after all.
its like. the humiliation i feel and have sometimes even now when i wear dresses. like im naked or wearing it wrong ornits very obviously unnatural on me because im very old to still need to learn how to be comfortable in it.
itll come with time but...
i already feel like i want to wear this label.
i just dont want anyone to make a big deal about it when i do... or... second guess myself out of something i want just because im not used to it.
at the end of the day in a coward... ill get over it im just... tired.
i dont want to say im a man. i never have.
but im a dude, a guy. just a person. just me.
i just wish it was more like dying my hair - unremarkable really even if it can be pretty or neat.
because. its not a big deal to me but simultaneously the biggest deal possible and honestly i wish it didnt matter
gender is scary, id rather have a cool rock
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