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I'm so sorry random person I text then didn't text back for 15 days. I'm so sorry.
So I haven't been on this heck of a site in a while. And I come back to realize I have 4 notes on one of my post. YEAH! A new record!
Two guys kissing makes me uncomfortable,
Two girls kissing makes me uncomfortable.
A guy and a girl kissing makes me uncomfortable.
Two people kissing makes me uncomfortable.
Kissing in general makes me uncomfortable.
So I don't know if anyone will answer this but here it goes.
I like to consider myself as genderfluid. But part of myself is eating away saying that I'm not. I was born biologically a girl, but I keep having dreams of me as a man. Or the dream is of me being transgender. I feel like myself in those dreams. Part of me is trying to tell me to pay attention to it, and it says I am a guy. But I'm so far in denial I don't know what to do. Not to mention I live in a very transphobic household. That might have something to do with it.
I may be trans? But denial says "no definently not, no no no. Get that out of your mind." I am scared of what my family may say. And that causes me to not even experiment with myself. Any advice?
So I had a dream I was born on a neverending train. The staff was extremely mean to the people just for being there. And some of the passengers were mean to others as well. We all looked the same but had to wear shirts about ourselves.
My shirt was blue, pink, and white. It said:
White.
Trans Man.
Pansexual.
Prisoner 001-476-900-000
I knew the word prisoner could be taken off if we were set free.
We were denied basic things that the staff could have (like water, food, and being able to hold hands and love) the doors were never closed, but there was nothing out side the train except a cliff with lava at the bottom.
Some passengers jumped off the train in hope of escape. And some was pushed off. Unfortunately this was more likely to happen to certain people than others.
Looking around I saw some people had words on their forehead. Some said TERF, some said homophobe, some said transphobe.
But we all hung on for dear life in hopes that the train would stop somewhere and let us off the join the rest of the people as equals to be who we are, part of the LGBTQ+. But it feels like we have such a long way to go. And there's no end in sight yet.
I never had supportive parents. So I will be your supportive parent. We'll have a puntastic time. But lesbihonest, my puns are a little frustgayingly bad.
If anyone is mean to you... just remember... I AM A DRAGON THAT WILL FIRE RAINBOWS AT THEM UNTIL THEY TURN GAY!