Trans

In my next life, I don’t care if I’m a woman or a man, or extroverted or introverted, or artistic or logical. I just want to be on the natural side of whatever I am.

I want to be cis. I either want to be introverted and autistic, or socially-adequate and extroverted. I want to be weak-willed and content, or ambitious and driven.

This being on the wrong side of everything is just awful. I don’t know that I hate me. But I don’t like being me.