Come Out
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This is a writing by me about "the need to come Out" for lgbtqia+ people. It's frustrating sometimes, I feel love is stupid because I feel I'm different, and I can relate to none. for an example - when my female friends talks about males, and "crushes" over them, I feel so odd in there. It hurts for not being able to say, "yes! I'm a female and I like girls!" . And also because, people have so much less knowledge about sexual orientation and gender identity, it's even worse. not that, I know everything about sexual orientation and gender identity, but I know, at least...whatever identity one has, they are human, nonetheless if they ain't harming anyone else, they ain't doing any wrong. It's alright if you're a male, and you like males/non-binarys ,or if you're a female and you like females/ non-binarys/any other gender identity or vice-versa. still, people think gender as a binary. whereas gender identity and presentation is a whole spectrum. people need to understand that. sexualities are in varieties. As for me, I feel attraction towards females, and maybe 0.1% towards males... I figured it out when I was 14 years old, just a year ago... and I'm still exploring myself, figured out I was genderfluid.. I just feel more comfortable in "males" outfits, though clothes shouldn't be gendered but for the viewers, I like the men's outfits because why is everything so comfortable only for males? I don't care whatever others think of me, I feel more like me in those outfits, nothing bad. And also, I might be just androgynous. this whole description turned out to be a note for myself, but nevermind, it's my first time using wattpad, let the first post be rubbish... lol... ciao! ♥
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