Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
I’m sorry that instead of getting much needed help for your serious mental health issues you got sucked into a trendy genderwoo cult that erases and demonises homosexuality, is deeply racist, misogynistic and unscientific, and is completely dependant on controlling others perception of you. You’ll never ever be able to stop people from perceiving you as the sex you are, they’re just scared to admit it. And you know what, that’s fine because sex is a neutral fact and it’s impossible to change. Go develop a personality and interests outside of your obsessive navel-gazing brainwashing cult. Good luck!
1: I have 2 therapists, so I do have mental help
2: being LGBTQ+ isn’t my entire personality, I just tend to talk about it often.
3: interests you say? How about me being obsessed with Pokemon for over a decade and having a huge collection of everything Pokemon related?
4: I’m technically not cisgender, because I don’t identify as completely female, but I’m still on the feminine side of things, so people calling me a woman is fine 🤷♀️
5: I don’t really care how people see me, as long as they don’t harass me or anything because of how they perceive me, I’m fine.
6: how is it racist or misogynistic? Idk where you got that from.
7: I don’t demonize homosexuality, I’m literally under the bi umbrella, so it’d be impossible. Also, I don’t care about demonizing, bc I’m pretty demonic myself ٩( ᐛ )و
Anyway, imma eat breakfast now 💅
I feel my gender/sex is the same way that fungus have 36.000 diferent tipes
This is very out of the blue
But-
Just wanted to talk about
How LITERALLY EVERYONE IN MY LIFE, knew I was Bi, before I did.
And like, there were signs, like, HUGE signs, they were SO obvious.
And I was too homophobic with myself to accept that.
I was completely cool with non straight and non cis people, and supported them 100%.
But when it came to ME, I was just not going to accept it!
Kept INSISTING that I was straight and cis! Like, “I like guys, so I can’t be gay!” “I don’t feel like a guy, so I can’t be trans!” And just wouldn’t let myself accept that I was Bi and Enby.
I even SAID I was Bi, like, before I knew for sure that I wasn’t straight.
I was a tomboy when I was younger, I accidentally came out to my grandma and a random employee at a shoe store-
As I was shopping for shoes with my grandma, I picked out some boyish shoes, and my grandma asked “wouldn’t you want something for girls?”
And out of NOWHERE, I said “They’re not JUST for boys, I should know, I’m bisexual.”
…………
I MEANT to say TOMBOY, which is, which, does not EVEN sound like bisexual.
And I was embarrassed, cause like, HOW?! Does that happen?!
I’m still embarrassed about that to this day!
I’m just HOPING that my grandma forgot about that day, cause it has traumatized me deeply-
Oh, I hope that employee doesn’t remember also-
……
She was cute-
ANYWAYS-
All my friends knew I was Bi, they always asked me if I was Bi. Like, they never asked if I was straight or gay, or pan….they just asked if I was Bi!
I’m not upset about it, it’s just so weird that I was so self conscious about that for so long!
I had cuffed jeans that I liked wearing when I was younger, but because everyone kept saying I was Bi because of the cuffs, I ended up cutting the cuffs to go down. That’s how self conscious I was!
It took A LOT of time for me to accept that I was not straight.
But when I finally accepted it, it felt, so awesome!
When I came out, literally, no one was surprised.
They were all like “We already knew that.” And I was like “But HOW?! How did you all know before I did?”
And all they had to say was “We just got that vibe from you-“
And like, yeah, looking back on literally EVERYTHING I’VE EVER DONE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE-
I see it. And should’ve definitely known sooner.