I missed this place. I wish I'd made an effort to come here more often, but I suck at making time for more than one social group. Now there seem to be a ton of guys here that I haven't met. I hope I get to know you all better!
I'm feeling spontaneous and moody and would like to share something that some of you can probably relate to, just for fun. When I was about 4 or 5 and just starting to get a feel for my identity, there were several times when I asked my mom, "am I a boy or a girl? A boy or a girl?" She would always say "girl" but that never felt right, so I just kept on asking. I guess I'm like that, I've always been an indirect person. Why didn't I just tell her I was a boy if that's what I wanted to hear?
At the time I didn't realize there were physical differences between boys and girls. When I learned that we peed with different parts and that I had girl parts, I went, "well I guess that proves it, they were right about me after all" and I did my best to fit my role. I would freak out if I saw women dressing or acting like men and every "boy" interest that I had, I rationalized away as something I shouldn't or couldn't enjoy. I couldn't be friends with boys because they were only for being boyfriends, an enigmatic alien species.
Yeah , I'm not really looking for any input on that , so feel free to share your own experiences or whatever. [emoji14]
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