So I was speaking of having some autonomy yesterday, however, to my surprise I came to realize that as I said I stair at women's beauty and hair cuts, I wanted my privacy? What makes me so special?
As this full time fem-boy during my day job and Delilah on the weekends, I drive attention o myself being a stand-out from the everyday crowd. Now I am not implying I get stopped and asked out, but in the last year since I have embraced my fem lifestyle, I get hit on frequently by men, stared at by people, and ignored or recieve semi-hostile looks and postures by the genetics myway.
This is not easy being a fem-boy.
The men are gay for sure, the ones that are not, are certainly confused. The heterosexual men think at first glance I am a real girl, but soon they see I am one of those. I think it is the heels. Some men are programed to find the sound of heels, then to their surprise I am not that genetic.
As for the hostile women, they certainly despise me. They hate my emulation of them, in particular the dressy ones. They see what I am trying to be and on a deep level they understand I adore there femininity and objectify, so I emulate. They seem to dislike this.
Then the general public for the most part is okay, but who cares-I dismiss them, this is my life, my choice, my self-expression. I think they understand too. We all have our daily lives.
I may have summed up those three recognizable elements here, but I must be aware of that other element that is hard to readily identify, but could be truly dangerous.
Because I am not fitting the man-women norm, I shouldn't be persecuted, but you know as I, this is not they way it is.
-xxx's
DK
Saturday, June 09, 2007
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