trans rant
Hello. I use this place to rant and ramble, so thatās what Iām gonna do. I am a trans man, and Iām still closeted. Iām so terrified to come out. I donāt plan to any time soon, and I never will until I leave this place and am away from it all. I wish I didnāt have to live in fear that I will be hated for who and what I am, or who I may love or who I am or want to be. Itās not fair. I want to be who I am without consequences. I donāt want to be trans, I really donāt. I want to be a cis man, does that make any sense? I can stand the idea of being viewed as a trans man. I know I should have pride in it, and I do! Itās just a feeling that I cant shake. Itās a constant yearning for a tomorrow that is never to come. I will never be cis and I donāt know how to deal with that knowledge anymore. Itās become something that I can no longer ignore, and burdens me every day. I wake up and know that if Iām ever found out that I will be absolutely hated by the ones I love most. There is no comfort in anything anymore, and Iām stuck in a constant angry battle within myself. I canāt look in the mirror and see myself. My true self. I donāt think I ever have, but its getting worse. The things on my chest are nothing but inconveniences to me, and every day my hatred for them grows. The hatred for myself grows. I really wish I was a cis man. Thereās nothing I can do to make it easier, either. My family is extremely unaccepting and will catch on far too quickly or open their STUPID mouths and make me feel horrible, which they already do, but I donāt think Iāll be able do deal with that. This world is truly such a horrible place. I can imagine most of the trans people here can understand how I feel, and I hate it. I hate that other people know this feeling all too well and it kills me. I wish I could make it stop hurting for everyone. I canāt stand that these feelings of ours are romanticized and treated like nothing but something that should be shamed upon. We are viewed as predators and many other things it would hurt me to say. Dysphoria is one of the worst things Iāve ever felt and the fact that if anyone I wanted to care knew, Iād be ridiculed and possibly even killed for. I hate this. I hate this so much. I just want to be happy in myself. Truly, almost nothing makes me more angry.














