today I don't know what I am.
I'm not happy with my body. I have no clear idea of what I want to be, or need to be, in order to be happy about myself. I don't care about genitals, but I want a female face, a full head of hair, small little shoulders. I think I want a female body, but I don't know. Maybe I want a manikin's body. A feminine one. Maybe I'm confusing feminine with 'gender neutral'.
Today, I decided that I am ready to appropriate Pica's word - 'pregendered'.
People see me as some creature that I don't particularly identify with.
I guess I have that somatic dysphoria, although I had to read some posts before I knew what it meant.
I don't know why I feel the way I do. It's as if I have no clarity concerning myself. I don't want men to see me as a man or a woman. I don't want women to see me as a woman or a man. I want to be seen as an adult, though.
I am restless. Like my mind is waiting for the correct container. maybe I've been feeling itchy these past few weeks. Sometimes, I'm okay with myself, but that's because at my best, I am transcendent. I'm not at my best.
I left my perfect body behind at some point during my puberty. I remember I was okay with it even though I felt it wasn't 'the one'. Just before I reached adulthood, I lost my ability to look at least somewhat similar to the person I felt I was.
I just want to cry.