I'm making a new journal. Not going to post the name here, but expect to hear from me in the next couple of days as I move my f-list and memories over.
It actually went a lot better than I'd feared. ^^ Which was nice, since the rest of the day was pretty hairy...Columbus Day sale and all. And then I toddled off to my other, other job, modeling for a sculpting class run by one of the nuns at a local convent.
I use my legal name at work, because it's easier and I don't really consider my personal name any of the company's business. But now one of my coworkers wants to hang out after work sometime, and...I should tell her soon. It'll just be more awkward the longer I wait. I should have told her today, but. I just couldn't say it.
I mean, there are TONS of biological men out there who act and dress way more feminine than I do. And yet my parents act like my liking pretty earrings is some kind of proof that I can't possibly actually identify as male, even though I do.
I just don't understand it. If it makes me happy, then why can't I use male pronouns AND wear pretty earrings? Am I hurting someone by doing this, or being immoral somehow? I just don't understand why they have to use every single "feminine" act as some kind of weapon against me. Can't they just let me be who I want to be?
It just really hurts, that's all. I want to be able to share who I am with them, but they just won't let me.
Alana, Kes, I'm REALLY sorry about disappearing earlier. AIM just hasn't been working for me; I have no idea why. Hopefully it'll fix itself by the time I get home from work later today.
There's something wrong my ear piercings. I hope it's just a reaction to the nickel in some of the earrings I use, because now I could probably afford to get some new ones. I really hope it's not a full-blown infection IN ALL THREE PIERCINGS, cause that would suck.
At least my navel piercing is doing okay. Guess I won't be getting more done any time soon after all. XD;
