I want to be that kind of person but I don't know how. how do you seem to spend your every waking moment online? I have a job, and hobbies. I can't be constantly checking my phone.
like I said, I don't think I've made any friends on mastodon. there are people I'd like to be friends with (hi), but I have no idea if they feel the same way. that's because of a basic asymmetry of social media: if I follow you and you post a lot, I start to feel like I know you. but if I don't post very much, you might have no idea I exist.
anyway, to bring us back to the main point, while i'm still super confused about my gender and sexuality, I feel like I've reached a point where it would be super helpful to talk to someone about it. problem is I have no idea who to turn to.
(it's not that I'm trying to hide who I am from all of y'all. more that I'm mortified at the thought of someone who knows me irl finding this account)
and it worked, to a degree. I've posted thoughts and feelings I would never be comfortable with sharing with anyone I knew in person. but I still do most of my soulsearching in diary entries. I haven't been open as I hoped I would. and this idea that I have to keep my identity hidden has caused me to mercilessly segregate these two parts of my life ("normal" me and "feels" me). I've created yet more filters.
I created this account (well, not this one, the previous one on witches.town) to try and push my boundaries -- open up a little, stop being such a wallflower. I thought maybe if I started fresh, with no connection to anyone I knew, with no personal details to lead back to me, I would be a little less afraid. I wanted to get rid of the filters I'd created for myself
I'm a lurker. I follow interesting folks, I read, I learn. occasionally I even have something to say. but I hardly ever interact with anyone.
mastodon has been great because it has given me a window into a community I didn't know I needed, and given me a lot of food for thought, but I can't say I've really made any friends here, and it's probably my fault
or maybe that's not it at all. maybe I'm just giddy that for the first time ever I'm starting to piece together a look that hasn't been prescribed to me
I want to enjoy what I'm wearing
clothing to me has always been less "I look / feel great in this" and more "well, I'm not naked now"
until recently I had never put a whole lot of thought into my appearance
my position has always been "I don't care how I look / I don't care what other people think about me"
that's still true to some extent, but I think what's changed is that I've started to care about how *I* feel about how I look
Being Obsessive Enough To Wiggle The Clothing Tag Barb Back Through Five Layers Of Loosely-Knit Fabric Instead Of Cutting It Off Like A Normal Person: My Life Story
can i be real a second? / for just a millisecond? / let down my guard and tell the people how i feel a second?
β formerly of witches.town β feels β introverted, kinky, geeky, shy, catperson πΈ β they/them β gender is a hoax β
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