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cw:dysphoria, imposter syndrome
Whenever I imagine myself in situations, it feels better to imagine myself as a girl. I prefer feminine clothing. I don't like having my facial hair, at least now that I know this about myself. I get dysphoria about other shit too.
So why is it when I look at the picture I took before I shaved and everything, before this hit me, I think to myself "fuck he's actually kinda cute, being him wouldn't be the worst thing in the world." It wasn't.
I mean I feel dysphoric from some of it. There was a lot of mental anguish from trying to fit the molds society pushes on dudes, but I figured that was normal. Shit maybe actually I didn't like being him, I mean I havent been having regular breakdowns at work anymore where I just sit and silently exist (thank god for the parts closet lmao), but it still feels like it wouldn't be so bad.
Why must my brain make me question my transness? I thought bisexual imposter syndrome was bad, holy shit.
Also if I ended up being cis that means I couldn't hang here, and that would be large sad.
Edit: The beard looks cute, but so do the thigh highs, and more importantly, they feel right.