05-02-2015, 02:04 AM
So for the most part I kind of keep to myself, and I really don't expose myself to people. Life experiences has just shown me that it is just better that way. At least that's what I tell myself, and that is what makes the most sense to me.
I doubt there is one person that really knows me, or understands me. Of course that is my own fault, as I choose very carefully what I want people to see.
It is highly possible that rooted in this is the desire to fit in, and be accepted. But to fit in and be accepted usually means some form of normality. Well there goes that, I am no where near what society has deemed normal. What is normal is constantly changing, and varies by groups. So how can anyone possibly be normal if it is in constant variation?
So to me normal is a matter of opinion, and the only opinion that should matter the most is your own. I know this, so why then do I still fear exposing who I am, and still choose to expose bits and pieces?
Of course that just leads to further questions. How can I possibly expect to find any true acceptance if my true self is unknown? I am not even sure I know what my true self even is. So many years spent on shifting and adapting to fit in and be accepted. Besides, what real person would even want to accept me as I am? I mean it's one thing being here on this forum, and being partially accepted, but it's just not quite the same.
I do say partially, because as with all things, I really haven't opened up completely. This post will probably be one of few instances where I have opened up more than what I would normally. I am still not even sure I want to post it anymore. Looking it over, it feels like I am just complaining and whining about my personal identity issues, and being a burden to this board.
I guess a part of me is wondering if PM will have any affect on my mental stasis. Will I finally find me, and accept me for me. I suppose there have been some changes. I started this journey in part seeking self gratification. I already knew my nipples were erogenous to me. I wanted to expand that further. So just dove right in, head first. I tend to do that so I don't give myself a chance to change my mind.
Okay, not exactly the smartest of things to do. When I started I was under the notion that I had some bi-sexual tendencies, but preference leaning heavily more so with females. I just connect mentally and emotionally easier with females than I do with males. That has been the case for me as far back as I can remember.
Now, well my sexual desire has dropped dramatically. It's actually quite nice, as it was proving to be quite a distraction to me. Too much self gratification and not focusing on more important matters. So it's rather welcoming. Unfortunately I think I may have become a bit more emotional. Something I had long since bottled away. I found that I inadvertently connected mentally, and partially emotionally to someone. Of course it's not real, how can it be real? It's all in my head, it's my over active imagination seeing things that are not really there. Perhaps I am just being over zealous. I guess that's bound to happen when a bottled up emotion falls and shatters.
Needless to say not only am I confused but I am struggling to figure out who, or what I am? I still don't believe I have any desire to transition, but finding that balance, emotionally, mentally, and physically is weighing heavily on me.
I am glad that bottle broke, it freed a part of me that I thought was gone. I think that perhaps it will help me solve the riddle that is me. Then maybe I will be whole again, and not try so hard to fit in by twisting and bending myself for others.
So one bottle down, I wonder how many more to go? Ha ha. I am not really expecting much of a response from this. Hell, I am not even sure it will be read. Decisions, decisions... still not sure I should post this, not sure it even makes much sense. Too many thoughts in my head, all fighting to get out at once. I guess I will, I can always edit it later, but if I think too much about it, I'll just change my mind.
I doubt there is one person that really knows me, or understands me. Of course that is my own fault, as I choose very carefully what I want people to see.
It is highly possible that rooted in this is the desire to fit in, and be accepted. But to fit in and be accepted usually means some form of normality. Well there goes that, I am no where near what society has deemed normal. What is normal is constantly changing, and varies by groups. So how can anyone possibly be normal if it is in constant variation?
So to me normal is a matter of opinion, and the only opinion that should matter the most is your own. I know this, so why then do I still fear exposing who I am, and still choose to expose bits and pieces?
Of course that just leads to further questions. How can I possibly expect to find any true acceptance if my true self is unknown? I am not even sure I know what my true self even is. So many years spent on shifting and adapting to fit in and be accepted. Besides, what real person would even want to accept me as I am? I mean it's one thing being here on this forum, and being partially accepted, but it's just not quite the same.
I do say partially, because as with all things, I really haven't opened up completely. This post will probably be one of few instances where I have opened up more than what I would normally. I am still not even sure I want to post it anymore. Looking it over, it feels like I am just complaining and whining about my personal identity issues, and being a burden to this board.
I guess a part of me is wondering if PM will have any affect on my mental stasis. Will I finally find me, and accept me for me. I suppose there have been some changes. I started this journey in part seeking self gratification. I already knew my nipples were erogenous to me. I wanted to expand that further. So just dove right in, head first. I tend to do that so I don't give myself a chance to change my mind.

Now, well my sexual desire has dropped dramatically. It's actually quite nice, as it was proving to be quite a distraction to me. Too much self gratification and not focusing on more important matters. So it's rather welcoming. Unfortunately I think I may have become a bit more emotional. Something I had long since bottled away. I found that I inadvertently connected mentally, and partially emotionally to someone. Of course it's not real, how can it be real? It's all in my head, it's my over active imagination seeing things that are not really there. Perhaps I am just being over zealous. I guess that's bound to happen when a bottled up emotion falls and shatters.
Needless to say not only am I confused but I am struggling to figure out who, or what I am? I still don't believe I have any desire to transition, but finding that balance, emotionally, mentally, and physically is weighing heavily on me.
I am glad that bottle broke, it freed a part of me that I thought was gone. I think that perhaps it will help me solve the riddle that is me. Then maybe I will be whole again, and not try so hard to fit in by twisting and bending myself for others.
So one bottle down, I wonder how many more to go? Ha ha. I am not really expecting much of a response from this. Hell, I am not even sure it will be read. Decisions, decisions... still not sure I should post this, not sure it even makes much sense. Too many thoughts in my head, all fighting to get out at once. I guess I will, I can always edit it later, but if I think too much about it, I'll just change my mind.