I’ve always been a tomboy. Since I learned how talk I’ve been trying to reject dresses. My mum didn’t like it and nor did my dad in a way. Although it was partially his fault I ended up like this because my dad is always saying how he wants a third child and a boy. At home no one relies on me and gives me a fake image. At school in primary girls HAD to wear skirts. So I always violated the uniform and wore shorts underneath and wore tights below with my high tops. Everyone treated me like a boy except teachers. I couldn’t when I joined because I was seen automatically as weak and petty being a girl. So I had to show them that I could play and that worked and everyone finally gave in and treated me like one of the guys. I hung out with boys a lot but I was friends with girls too. Even some girly-girls but they just annoyed me. My best guy-friend treated me like a MAN. He would kick me and punch me full force with no restraint and that made me feel happy. Then, near the end of primary I grew feelings but I ignored them and still acted all giddy with him. It happened again in secondary. The uniform was weird but shorts were allowed. Boys would always test me to see if I was who I showed myslef as. It was such a bother. I hung out with weird people. None were like me but it was fun. And when I found a crush…It was only because of his ability in sports. Found out he was just a rival. I’m barely seen as a girl and often get mistaken but I don’t mind. I’m not sure why there are stories about people not wanting to be tomboys because its ‘lame’. I’m happy with it. I find it better being in the middle of boys and girls instead of being judged on your gender. That applies to ‘Tomgirls’ too.
People always mistake me for a boy. It makes me feel physically, mentally, and socially sick and I just want to be accepted as a girl that just naturally likes hobbies that typically boys like. Yes I like hello kitty and mlp but I mostly watch animes like full metal alchemist, naruto, ouran highschool host club, and noragami. Thank you for listening to my post