So, I'm planing on displaying Mettaton EX from Undertale over the summer. Because of this, I had an excuse to get a wig.
Now, I didn't plan on using this wig for anything but cosplaying purposes. But it ended up being too short to use for a Mettaton look (I'll use it for my Napstabot cosplay).
So I was wearing it because I wanted to test it out, and all it did was remind me of how much I want to cut my hair off.
And then when I had to take the wig off I started to experience a lot of dysphoria, and so now all I want to do is wear a wig and bind my chest. But I can't, because it's night and you shouldn't bind while sleeping and sleeping in a wig would ruin it.
So yeah.
I've been super stressed lately, because of school and family (don't even get me started on family right now).
So I'm going to sleep now because I find that sleep is the only safe escape from existence itself.
-T (boy)
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Genderfluid
Non-FictionThe constant struggle of never knowing which gender you'll belong to. BEFORE READING: This is old. There will be parts that are inaccurate. I deleted 26 of the original chapters of this story. Due to this, some chapters may reference something that...