

That’s cool. Dreams like that always gave me gender euphoria and were my only way of experiencing that. Lucid dreams where I was myself, a girl, that was really a highlight. I’d be so dejected when I woke up and would try really hard to get the dream back.
(I was never a “guy” otherwise in dreams; they were more abstract or I didn’t really even have a body).






Very relatable. Velatable.
I’m adhd and polyamorous and think I’m sorta wired to play a part in a community, giving my loved ones anything they need, willingly and very easily. It doesn’t vibe with modern life. I’m liable to be taken advantage of, end up being lonely and have trouble finding satisfaction in taking care of my own needs and wants.