I don't know where I should post this, but it feels like an old fashioned vent, so here is the place.
I'm embarrassed, i.e it's embarrassing. I'm embarrassed to have my gender identity issues, I'm embarrassed to even talk about it or seek answers. I click on 'new topic', I let it all out, type everything.... but then I'm either too ashamed of myself, too tired or too scared to click on 'post', so I just end up clicking on refresh or something and I log out. There's a voice in my head that says 'that's just... lame.... and stupid..., don't post it'. I feel like a self-centered, attention-seeking, selfish jerk when I need to talk about it.
It doesn't make any sense to me, nothing ever does. I've been told I'm handsome (I kinda believe it), I've been told I'm smart, I've been told I'm kind and caring, I get praised often. I think I have a nice mind too. What more can I want? but I'm still not happy like this, WHY?. I can't really tell anyone in real life, but I talk to people online, they ask me 'oh how does it feel?', the only thing I can do is use that overused cliche 'I feel like I'm trapped in the wrong body'. I know how it feels like, but 'I feel like I'm trapped in the wrong body', doesn't even begin to describe how I feel. I wish I could just 'loan' my brain out to someone who asks me how I feel, then they'll know how it feels for sure. They'll know what I'm going through.
I'm having a hard time even typing all this, because It's embarrassing, I feel like I'm only craving for attention, this thread is basically just 'hey look at me, I have problems and I'm not happy, listen to me!'. after I'm done posting this, I'll probably come across my stupid face in the mirror, and my face seems to mock my very existence.
Again it doesn't make any sense to me, why am I not happy the way I am ? (as a guy), I have been told I should accept myself, I have been told "I'm perfectly normal and there's nothing wrong with me", I don't think I'll ever accept myself, let alone think "I'm normal". I don't like to mince words, I am ashamed of myself for feeling this way. I'm guilty.
If i had a different body, I'd still be the same person, I'd still enjoy the same things I do now, I'd just be a lot more comfortable, I guess? But I'm not sure, because I can never be sure of anything. That's just the way I am.
My friends often find me depressed and alone, with a blank expression on my face. They ask me 'what's wrong?', I can't really tell them what's wrong with me, because it'd change everything they thought they knew about me. It's too bad, because if they knew, the few friends I have will probably get the heck away from me if I told them the secret. I also feel like I'm cheating them too, because I'm living a lie, I'm projecting a lie. For the moment, I can't tell anyone, I can't do anything about my problem, so the internet is all I have, as lame as it sounds.
Sorry about this stupid rant, I'm having one of those days.