it really does. especially now that i'm transitioning and there's quite a bit of people who understand where i'm going now. now that i'm trying to live full time, getting called the boy name or my mom's "son" and all this i've been hearing for the past 17 years is now killing me. i was at a wal mart with my mom today, and these people related to my grandma go there. they know me even though i almost never see them. they're very old, so when the old lady asks "is this your son?" my mom says yes. probably because they're really old and if she told them i'm a transsexual, they would probably think i was an abomination. they probably do go to church, and they're about 80 or 90. so then this old lady related to my grandma who i hardly even know just hugs me, and it makes me uncomfortable especially if i don't know the person. i've also got aspergers, so i've got enough trouble around people as it is. i feel like i'm failing my transition in times like these, and it just makes me want to stick my head in the stove so i don't have to deal with this crap that no one understands.
by the way i'm wearing a bob with bangs, and then some mascara. i also had on this shiny bluish coat. i guess it still doesn't matter to some people. what's more, i've got little breasts, and some hips. it's just like hell trying to find out the one essential sign of what will make me female to everyone, but i guess i can't do it.