Thought I'd share a poem I wrote about myself and an old friend of mine. I think it shows why I wonder if I'm Transgender or Bigender. Any thoughts on it are appreciated.
What Am I?
Here I am again tonight,
Trying best with all my might,
Just to feel like I'm alright.
Looking in the mirror's such a chore,
Because I'll never see who I am looking for.
One moment, I'm a masculine, mischievous flirt.
The next, I'm wishing I actually looked good in a skirt.
My family just can't seem to understand,
And now my best friend can't even give me a hand.
It's all because of my jealousy, I know.
Still, you'd return my feelings if I was a real bro.
There are times I really do feel like an "it" ,
but the way you talk about girls makes me prefer that ****.
I sure do hope I fall asleep soon.
As always, I'll probably sleep way passed noon.
I wonder if we'll fight again tomorrow.
Every fight we have causes me so much sorrow.
Why can't you, of all people understand me?
I can only hope one day you will see,
That all I wanted was for us to be happy.
Although I don't mean to sound so sappy.
I guess it's getting a bit late.
All that's left to do is sleep,
and say goodnight to this body I hate.
This post was edited by Kris McKinley at May 24, 2016 2:35 PM BST
Hey Lisa, thanks so much for the links! I will definitely check them out. I do suspect I'll be one of those people who doesn't figure themselves out until about 30 or so lol. There was a time I thought I had split personality before I heard of bigender and bigender would explain things, but really as far as feeling like a girl... It's only .1% of the time so it feels like it might as well not be there at all. Still, it's a scary thought transitioning then regretting it later. Thanks again for the links and I hope you are having a great day. =)