Is it a woman or a man?
Is it a woman, a man, or just another creature?
I was born a woman.
I had no doubts about being a woman when I was young.
(Or maybe they didn't think it was a woman or a man?)
It was around the time the girls around me started menstruating, and breast bulges began to appear.
I began to have doubts about me.
I'm not a woman.
But he's not a man either.
My unsettled nature still torments me.
At some point, I didn't like skirts either.
In my mind, when I was dressed like a man, I called it a man's dress, and when I was dressed like a woman, I said it was a woman's dress.
Now that you were born a woman, you can't throw it away.
If your breasts are swollen, you will also have your period.
That is extremely painful.
I want to cut off my chest and slit my stomach. There are times when I think so.
This is also the reason why it's so hard being alive.
I know this too because I tell my parents almost anything.
The first person is different depending on the time. None of them work.
Me, me, my house, myself, me, etc., but I'm still better, so I chose me this time.
It's not like I want to choose the first person.
Apart from being a man or a woman, I know that I should live as a single person.
But it's hard being in this body.
I would be happy if you could give me some advice.
