Hello friend, im so sorry you feel like this. But first thing is important: you do not have a girls body.
Cecil think it very important to remember this thing. You are nonbinary so your body is nonbinary. Only girls have girls bodies. It’s a girls body because it belong to a girl see? Your body belong to you, so by definition, it is nonbinary.
Also, you don’t look like a girl, you look like a you. maybe this is too feminine for what you want right now but i promise even if you are wearing of a skirt and a bra and ribbons you are still look like a you. No clothes or boob or body will change who you are in truth. If you are nonbinary, you are a nb friend wearing clothes, not a girl.
People will get it wrong, and that is terrible and it hurts I know. But that is their fault not yours, for not being respectful enough to trust with this.
And it hurts to not be allowed to look the way you need to, I know that too. but a thing that helps me is to think when I am with my family instead of ‘i look like a girl’ is, ‘i am undercover. I am pretending to be a girl’ because that is the truth. my gender in stealth mode around my family because that is what is safest. Can’t blow my cover bc it is dangerous. Pretend. And know they miss out on knowing the real cecil because they cannot have respect. And that is their loss not mine.
please do not hate yourself, you are a perfect being i promise. please be kind to yourself and stay safe, this frog love you.
So, I was telling @egogrumps how much better this scene would be if they used britney spears Toxic in the back… and then my hand slipped.
everytime yall see this scene now your gonna think of this song your welcome
This is EMINENTLY watchable.
OK friends, it’s storytime.
I used to *hate the shit* out of this song because it was Britney Spears and I had a conditioned aversion to her music at the time from having worked in a retail store where the same ~45 minute loop of pop videos and commercials would play constantly on television screens.
And then I saw it in the second episode of New Who and completely revised my opinion of the song. It brought a kind of ironic peppiness to action sequences that made me want to listen to it again. I listened to it ironically, then unironically. Even put it on some mixes I would dance to.
And that’s how I grudgingly developed real respect for Britney Spears as a musician! Thanks, Russell T. Davies.
(Even now, her early stuff sounds musically better than I remember it being. Maybe that’s the soft light of nostalgia, a little more kindness in my heart toward youth… or maybe that’s just the fact that any song makes you want to punch a wall when you hear it played 44 times a week, and her earlier stuff was played *everywhere constantly* in the early twenty-oughts.)
Verylisa 