u/Actual-Ad3705

Hi all! Pls delete if not allowed or point me to the proper subreddit. I’m not really sure if I have the right vocabulary to properly express how I feel on this topic. Please correct me if anything I say reads as internalized misogyny or problematic. How do you know if you’re non-binary? I don’t really feel connected to the idea of being a woman. I don’t necessarily feel completely disconnected to the idea either. Im like on the fence I guess? Like the idea of being a woman doesn’t bother me, but I just don’t really care about it? Do other women feel connected to being a woman? I like my female anatomy and I don’t necessarily want to change that, but I’ve also wondered what it would be like to have male anatomy. I personally don’t mind having facial hair or man-like characteristics, but I do care about how people perceive me as a femme presenting person with those characteristics. I care about that more than I should and it def keeps me from being comfortable.

I love you so much and you always tell me that you love me more, but we both know that’s not true. I would’ve never asked you if I could go to a concert with another bitch and then be confused why you couldn’t get over that. I said yes because I didn’t want to argue. I said yes because I was hopeful that it was just a well meaning lapse in judgment and that you were just being nice by taking up that free ticket so she wouldn’t go by herself. I trusted you to not hurt me. You didn’t text me, you took no pictures, and you left early with her. What am I supposed to think happened? You told me she was nauseous and almost threw up, but I bet she was gagging on something else. I mean she’s up your ass 25/8 and she developed a fat crush on you overnight. I’m not stupid and you forget that I can read tf out of a room. I notice everything. You refuse to cut her off because you like the attention. So much so, that you’ll hurt me to get it. I should’ve ended things with you when I had the chance.

If you disrespect me like that again, I will fuck everything up. I will implode everything. I told you when we started dating that if you cheat on me, I WILL scorch the earth beneath you and I was not kidding. I haven’t decided what your punishment will be: breaking up with you and becoming your step mom because I see the way your dad looks at me. He’s cute and single, but so is your mom and your sister. Maybe I’ll convince you buy me a car that I will make you drive me to dates with other men in. Shit bookie maybe I’ll play the long game and make you buy me a house that I will eventually fuck other men in.