The good ending!
For so long, I wondered what was wrong with me.
Why i felt different, outside, unable to connect on the level others did.
I did everything I was supposed to for someone born and assigned as a male.
Sports, locker room talk, cars, macho attitude and a stoic lifestyle.
I wasn't fulfilled, I wasn't happy, I had it all yet I had nothing.
I hated myself despite it all.
The way I walked, talked, dressed, moved, the way I lived.
I had to ask why! Why did I feel this way when I should be content.
Now I know, I see this gender bending punk ass non-binary gender non-conforming person in the mirror and for the first time in my life I love who I see.
This is all pretty corny but holy shit, I feel alive and real and so ME. So much so that I will throw these feelings into the void named Reddit in the off chance you read this.
Love who you are, accept them! I promise you won't regret it.