don’t know why i exist

there is no name for my gender…..i don’t fit the binary, I never did, hence the lifelong struggle…same goes for my sexual orientation–there is no name for it….something to see, right? the so-called looks, the weight-loss, hormonal readjustment, and now the mass confusion and overwhelming sense of sorrow and dread, and the exposure like….i don’t know why I even exist anymore…..yeah having a moment here, if it bothers you just moot me or dump me –i wont be offended….it’s been a real trip for me lately……if i make it ill have my next book idea ready to flesh out over the next year or so….workaholic habits….