[i am unsure where this belongs, transjoy? mental health? here where i made the mentioned first post? … idk how crossposing works here 👉👈]
you may remember me lamenting the loss of the ‘gay’ label since empirically i was usually atracted to men but due to me being mtf that’s quite straight now … well there’s a lot to say about this. i might be best described as bi/pan actually.
anyhow. peeps, i met the bestest girl in recorded history. we’ve known each other for a while and shared a hobby, but recently found out we might like each other more, when we had a ridiculously romcom-esque weekend. so we started dating, and my heart is exploding. every day. i will see her again tomorrow, but it doesn’t feel like i can survive that 24 hours. (yes, all very fresh.)
the only thing i am afraid of rn, is that she eventuall ‘finds out’ i am just three(+) diagnoses in a trench coat. i admire her and her work so much i don’t know how she could be interested in me. i also don’t want to make her reassure me all the time … bc we don’t feed the brain worms. but i feel like, i needed to tell someone. 😘
thank you for you kind words.
i was thinkin an hour ago, that there is no way her image of myself is identical to the one i had of myself for a decade, and have since seen steadily, eroding. she only know me as the person i was for the last year or so, and that’s pretty consistent. i am no cool, creative or smart girl, yet she liked me back. time to befriend myself?
in theory, we should be fine. i wanna be and do better tho.
I think you’re cool and smart. You use the fediverse, after all :3
Also, it’s great you want to self-improve, but don’t forget to love the version of you who’s actually doing the self improvement ;p