Wednesday 6 December 2017

The real dysphoria for me

 Sometimes things just come to you


For so long as as it's all being going on people have been talking about how you might be different than others when they look at how you are socially and it probably is true a tiny handful of people are so at variance that perhaps they could be seen to have a gender based dysphoria.

Some people used to think I did cos I had the odd thing that was different to that more in tune with girls at that time although today that's not something you could say applied.

The real dysphoria for me was never about gender (and much of the stuff around that came more than people who had their own issues) but more age dysphoria in that I never and still don't see myself as anything remotely grown up - a man in other worlds.

I remain in most respects very much a boy, a juvenile, and my dysphoria is how that applies to how people seeing a bigger bodied me treat me inappropriately by applying judgements and standards that apply to men when it is that what is within is still very much a boy of around ten years of age and certainly no more advanced than a average twelve year old, admittedly an intelligent one.

Whatever you see on social media, there's really two genders not sixty three and counting including cross species and most of us are one with the odd personal variance.

To me it breaks down to this: 

A schoolboy can wear a kilt to school  as well as shorts or long pants and has absolutely no need unless 'he' is going through transition to girlhood to wear dresses and be called a gender he most certainly is not.

HE is even in his own individual variations a BOY and the sooner we accept that, the better.

The only thing I want to be called is a Male and a Boy and that is because it's what I am the odd variation aside.


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