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There have been countless times Where we've voice chatted And I laughed and you called it cute. And I found myself enjoying it. I liked it whenever I sounded like that Whenever I sounded different, feminine. And I began to dislike hearing my normal laugh. It felt odd to me. A thought popped into my head. A desire to experiment. And once I did it, I felt even weirder about myself. Then the questions started. You pointed things out, and called me an egg. Not that I minded. Still, the questions remained, and I felt strange. There was a sadness that I couldn't place. Excuses were made. Like how I didn't feel a 'certain way' Whenever I tried on those clothes again. It had to be something ****** It just had to. But I started to not react in that way anymore. And I kind of liked wearing them. So then the questions returned. And I didn't know what to think. In the end, while I still have these questions. I think it's okay to have them. And even though I'm uncertain about myself I'll continue on until I find who I am.
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 1:15 AM UTC
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There have been countless times Where we've voice chatted And I laughed and you called it cute. And I found myself enjoying it. I liked it whenever I sounded like that Whenever I sounded different, feminine. And I began to dislike hearing my normal laugh. It felt odd to me. A thought popped into my head. A desire to experiment. And once I did it, I felt even weirder about myself. Then the questions started. You pointed things out, and called me an egg. Not that I minded. Still, the questions remained, and I felt strange. There was a sadness that I couldn't place. Excuses were made. Like how I didn't feel a 'certain way' Whenever I tried on those clothes again. It had to be something ****** It just had to. But I started to not react in that way anymore. And I kind of liked wearing them. So then the questions returned. And I didn't know what to think. In the end, while I still have these questions. I think it's okay to have them. And even though I'm uncertain about myself I'll continue on until I find who I am.
A recount of my current experiences with my questions about my gender identity.
SunnyKimball
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20/Non-binary/autistic
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 1:15 AM UTC
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