So.
Uh.
Let’s start. I’m Christian. Presbyterian, in fact. I’ve been this way for a while now. Uhm…well…you see…I believe I’m Pangendered. A.K.A, genderqueer. yeah. I don’t believe that I belong to any gender, and am comfortably happy with who I am. Mentally. Physically, I am either gender depending on my mood. I am also Pansexual. I can love anyone regardless of gender (gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgendered, asexual, etc.). Herein lies the problem…I’m “supposed to be happy with the body God gave me. Yes. God gave me the body. It’s my choice on what I do with it. I’m not saying I want some big surgery or anything…I’m just not comfortable being labeled as a girl…
Teacher: girls on one side of the room, boys on the other.
Me: *stands in the middle*
Teacher: Sara, did you hear me? go to the girls side!
Me: But I ain’t a girl…
Teacher: Then go to the boys side.
Me: But I ain’t a boy…
Teacher: *sarcastically* then what are you?
Me:…I’m Sara, nice to meet you.
basically how I feel. But c’mon, does it matter? I can’t tell my family. They’ll be weirded out! ugh. I don’t even know what bathroom to use…bleh…
Any advice or support on this would be great…
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i find this stuff really interesting. I wouldn’t really label my sexuality. i know its fluid so its just whatever it is in the moment. I don’t like labels. I am who I am. i believe in jesus too. how old are you?
I’m 14. 15 in a couple of months. I’ve been seriously debating this since sixth grade…how about you?
(I love your username btw 🙂 )
i named it after my favorite band. killswitch engage. the whole sexuality thing i’ve been dealing with ever since 18 is when I started to question some things. im 24. 25 in a few months. whered u get ur username from?
heheh, long story. But to put it short:
My friends and I were writing a series in middle school, and it was about wolves, and we had our little L.A.R.P.ing (Live Action Role Play) wolf pack based off of our books and my wolf’s name was Freja ShinePaws. The name just stuck with me after that. Dorky, I know 😛 I’ll have to look up that band though. What genre are they?
they’re metalcore/hardcore. really awesome. ….thats an interesting back story actually. i can guarantee i will never hear that ever again from anywhere else. ok so you have felt this way about ur sexuality for a couple years then. one day did u just wake up and you felt like this? or was it gradual?
Don’t worry about being labeled. thats the most simple advice but I think you can’t get a better one. that’s just how this world works. Humans label each other. they just need it, I guess.
I had problems with my gender once, but it was a whole different reason. I was, let’s say, exposed to some things early and molested when I was still a kid, which made me deny the fact that I’m a girl for years, but I didn’t want to be a boy either. Now I’m fine with being a female/woman/girl, although I think it doesn’t really matter what gender is your body. I think you should just be happy that you have a functioning body and thank your God for it 🙂
I understand loving others regardless of their gender – I’m asexual and I’m not attracted to bodies, I’m attracted to what’s inside 🙂
So, I think it’s not a big deal that people label you. Just let them be. What’s important is that you like yourself and all. If you don’t want to be considered a freak, just always use the girls bathroom since you’re physically female. it’ll be okay, I’m sure.
In a way it was a mixture of both. It was gradual, then I just decided that enough wad enough and I’m going queer. I like it. It’s comfortable. I just need to discuss it with some other people…
Ihappengobehere, thank you 🙂 I wad molested when I was six, so I can relate to that. But slowly after third grade I realized that I was more comfortable with the male roles, but still acted female. At sixth grade, I learned more about sexuality and different genders, and I started to question myself. Now I am perfectly comfortable…some other people just might not be okay with it…
that sucks, you were molested too? well, then i guess i’m really impressed, wish i was more like you. stronger or something. more sure about those things, i mean.