Saturday

Goggins wouldn't be proud of me. Got out of bed only after 11 am and I should've done it at 9 am. A bit off-road day, stress-free in a way. Was disgusted by my facial hair several times. There is a thought that keeps occurring to me. The idea of the thought is that I might never be a real woman. But not in the sense that I couldn't ever get pregnant. I fear that I couldn't be a transwoman that always passes.

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