Well... happy belated Coming Out Day, Mibba. Unless you've never seen me around here, you'll know that I'm FTM transgender. This in itself is not the problem.
My problem is that I could easily have just gone to my mum and told her, "Mum, let me tell you this, I'm a guy now, call me Fen", but I didn't. Why? I don't have a clue. There's a lot of people I want to come out to but couldn't today since I've been at home. I won't see anyone til Monday.
So since I can't open my closet door to let the light in yet, I'll tell a story.
I started here on Mibba under the name St. Jimmy. In 2011, when I joined (I think?), I was a chubby little bi-sexual Goth kid with a lame sense of humour and a childish disposition. Reading all my old writing, all my old blogs... I don't have anything in common with myself now. I'm different. I'm taller, thinner, stronger, kinder, but I'm also more in tune with my brain, which means I'm also much more anxious and jumpy than I've ever been.
I guess I don't have an interesting backstory like I thought I did. As a comparison (and perhaps a cheeky contradiction to assumptions), here's a nose-down selfie because I'm self conscious and I don't like the rest of my face. Also I've got my glasses on and they're awful for my appearance.
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