Today has been one of those days that I wish I was a girl. At least people would not be so hard on me for like my little pony or the color pink. I in fact may not even have as many people think I am weird when they find out about my passion for a stuffed animal. My pinkie pie is perhaps the only thing that brings peace to my mind when she is in my arms.
I did not feel like screaming at people today but I felt like if I had one more comment about ABDL or homosexuality I would yell on the top of my lungs and possibly with tears; "If I could change my sex I would just because so many people question my intentions. Perhaps I would have more control over my sex drive and people would understand me better."
I know this is a normal feeling but I wish I could get people to understand me. Sometimes I feel like I am the most useless person in the room to get people to notice that I am not different than they are. I am human and I have passions. I bleed and I hurt the same way they do.
I will get somewhere in life that I will be very successful. I will get back into college and away from people who don't understand what questions are inappropriate. Oh yea, and act appropriately too. There is some one I work with that will do some very raunchy stuff behind you and you would not figure out why everyone is laughing until you turn around.
Sorry for ranting but I needed to relieve some stress that I have been having.