Hi KristinaM,
Yes, all personal input helps as i search for comparisons in other peoples experiences.
i wish it was that straightforward for me, but i obviously have issues i need to look at.
Depression i know intimately since childhood and it stems mostly from not fitting in i think.
At the same time as being miserable about it, i have felt pride in being different, the odd one out.
In my twenties i befriended a couple of lesbians, it was with them that i could be myself i felt, they seemed
to understand what others didn't. Slept with one of them many times, we both found much comfort in it but
it was not sexual, more like a couple of girls, sharing stories, cuddling, laughing, feeling safe together.
Cis girls would often want to make up my face and though embarrassed i never said no. Secretly i loved
it and sought those girls out.
A girlfriend i had in my twenties had a history of choosing abusive guys. She liked my hot head and said that
i was the craziest and best she had been with, although i am not abusive at all. At other times she complained
that i wasn't a man, that i whined like a woman, too sensitive, that i was probably queer, that she was not a lesbian and so on, but it's hard to tell if she was trying to get me to be abusive or if she really meant those words. We were a strange fit, it only lasted three months and then i ran for it. A couple of years later we met for coffee and we agreed
that it would never have worked out for us and again she mentioned that living with me was in many ways like living with another woman.
Excuse the rambling, i went a bit off track.
Thanks so much for sharing your story with me