First I just want to say that I wish this community was busier. There’s still major things missing from R*ddit around here on Lemmy. Namely, actual discussion. In all areas, like even the punk subreddit was great for actual discussion and not just dumping links and shit. And as far as gender identity goes, I’m not sure how different my mindset would be right now if it wasn’t for the non-binary and genderqueer subs on R*ddit being around and just having other people’s stories to read and interact with.
But to the actual post. Not so long ago, I boldly and confidently declared that I’m agender. And I truly felt it at the time. Which honestly has just made it so much more obvious just how many times daily and for how many reasons I wish I was afab. And it can’t be exactly true that I’m no gender if this is how things are.
However, I remain under the non-binary umbrella because I know that I will probably never* take steps to change my physical body or even start asking people to address me in a certain way. Not going to even share these thoughts and feelings with family, or even a therapist. And I haven’t even been in contact with a lot of my friends for years and in this already religious conservative leaning country that I’m in, I have no doubt that a lot have gone down Joe Rogan looking rabbit holes in the years since. I’ve even had one old friend catch up out of the blue, which I was quite happy about at first, who then sent me a Jordan Peterson link and I kinda ghosted that conversation and haven’t spoken to him since. So I’ve told exactly one (1) person in my life, a decades long online friend that I’ve never even met in real life lol.
So based on societal pressures and various other things, not excluding imposter syndrome, I begrudgingly accept my shell despite my inner feelings. I begrudgingly accept being something ‘other’ or ‘in between’ and that I will never be either. And anyone that wants to claim that this is some sort of fad is out of their god damned mind. Because it’s actually kinda shit. The world is full of “men” and “women” labels on arbitrary, cultural and non-biological shit. And being man shaped but also not only pretty much disgusted with the current state of ‘masculinity’ but also yearning to be surrounded by things and people with the ‘women’ label is shit. And I think a double source of guilt and imposter syndrome is being man shaped, feeling this way but also being attracted to women shaped people.
So yeah, it’s all fucked up. After a couple of years of this journey and thinking that I had answers, turns out that I still don’t really know who I am or where I belong. Or if this state of being just dooms me to be alone and seeking connection in random corners of the internet in a binary world. But it’s also all good because actually life has always been this way and I’ve got this far.
I think you fear hypothetical hate crimes and hypothetical regret more than your current very real misery. Refusing to let yourself live a life as yourself because of what might happen isn’t healthy.
Judging by your replies in this thread, you aren’t in an extremely dangerous area. I’m not sure where you live so I can’t say for certain, but there are queer people everywhere and before giving up hope entirely I’d look into what the queer community looks like in your area, irl or online. I live in a small town in the US with a lot of conservatives but I know at least a few queer people, and I’ve been medically transitioning for over a year now. It’s easier said than done of course but I think you should at least try; repressing yourself is only going to make you feel worse.
Regardless of what labels you find fit you best too, you should try to become the person you enjoy being the most. Whether that involves looking into HRT or presenting more feminine (which it seems you’ve started doing), or whatever you’d like, I think you should be yourself, regardless of what others might think. It’s not a commitment either, you can decide something’s not for you at any time.
Yeah, I think that a big step that would help me is to start making friends again. Honestly I dipped out of the world a few years ago and if I’ve done any socialising, it’s been 90% online. I tend to run away from any potential friendship these days and I’ve started hating it.
I’m not far from Cape Town though, which is pretty queer friendly last I checked. So I don’t really have an excuse, apart from being eternally on the edge of broke though. That would mean using Facebook though, unfortunately. That’s where people and all the groups and shit still mostly are here on the southern tip of Africa, unfortunately. An old friend who lives in Cape Town actually tried to reach out to me on Facebook and I ran away and haven’t gone back since lol.
So I’ve got some work to do. That’s for sure.