Hidenow 26-30, M
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Because I Hate My Male BodyI hate being very hairy, having wide shoulders and deep voice, and I am really disgusted by my male organ. I envy my sisters' lovely singing voices, and they love music and singing, so I've heard thei… [more]
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Why I Think I'm UglyI have inherited psoriasis and acute skin disorder from my mother's side and strong dark body hair from my father's side. I also have to wear thick glasses, because my eyes are misaligned and need pri… [more]
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I Don't Like Being Touched By Strangers
Touching Feels Too IntimateI need to mentally prepare myself before someone touches me, as electricity runs through me if certain parts of me are touched. Because of that, I usually only shake hands with people, not hug them or… [more] -
I So Wish I Would Have Been Born With a Female Body
If God Exists And Is Responsible For Me To Be Born A Man, I'll Curse HimI've been in war with myself for almost ten years now, since puberty when I was 14-15. My therapist thinks I should just try to be gay, but even if I like men, that feels very unnatural to me. I get c… [more]
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I can only blame myselfI'm fat and ugly only because I don't do anything to fix them. And I can't blame my parents for having a baby boy instead of a girl, it's mostly down to luck. I feel the urge to commit suicide now and then, but every time I remind myself that I couldn't do that to my mother, who'll probably live at least 30 years or even more thanks to her healthy habits. The only things I enjoy anymore are tasty food, cartoons and Conan O'Brian, I lose interest in everything else after a while.… [more]
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A little about me
Biological sex: maleBorn in: June 1986Hair Colour: dark brown (natural)Eye Colour: mutated (blue and green mixture)Actual Height: 5'10" (175 cm)BMI 25 Height: 7'9" (232,5 cm)Favourite Colours: red, green, brown, grey, dark colours in generalFavourite Pastimes: surfing the Internet, playing video games with my brother on weekends… [more]
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My story
I've always been different from other boys. I never liked their rough outdoor games and easily burst into tears, and enjoyed puzzles and books and staying inside no matter what the weather was, though my mother kicked me outside every day. I was bullied in school nearly every, sometimes by boys and sometimes by girls. My teacher didn't like my crying and eventually he ignored my pleas and made sure I went to the school yard instead of hiding inside. I had no friends at school, and I even asked mother to transfer me to another school, but she didn't listen to me. We did move around the city though, about every second year, so I didn't make any long-lasting friendships, but I still had to take… [more]
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