Who I Am

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I know who I am. I know who I am and I know what I want and I went through hell to figure it out but good lord I had to know.

And I can't fucking tell people.

I can't tell them how I feel, or who I am, or what I believe, or simply my fucking OPINION ON A HOBBY without some sort of overreacted response.

And then you've got something so deep, personal as Gender.

The few people who know, ACTUALLY KNOW, not the people who think I'm fucking Bisexual because I was stupid and came out prematurely, never fucking ask, ANYTHING.

Let me tell you this. You all know I'm Genderfluid, right? Although I use a female name that I like, although I haven't changed it for that purpose yet, you all know.

Several fucking people who are close to me on here know.

And yet, I have yet to be asked my pronouns, ever. EVER. Let ALONE a day-to-day basis! And that fucking hurts me more than anyone knows. It invalidates me and I can't fucking deal with it much longer.

I know who I am. I know who I am and I know what I want and I went through hell to figure it out but lord have mercy I had to know.

So I ask,

Why can't anyone respect that?

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