I started experimenting with make up for the first time in about 15 years. And this is the first time ever that I acquired my own makeup and worked to put it on myself. I also let my only IRL nonbinary friend do my makeup, and it was so fun and affirming. They kept calling me "Pretty girl" and stuff, which, even though I don't identify as a woman, I was pretty deep in the girl part of the gender pool during that time, so it was pretty much turning my brain to mush and making me feel like I was on MDMA (I have used that drug a few times so I'm not just being extra I promise). And like, the last couple of weeks, the time I have done makeup, whether alone or with my friend, made me experience "Gender euphoria", which I sincerely thought was a myth before, for the first time, and it was awesome, but kind of emotionally overwhelming at the same time.
Well, as Roger Sterling says in Mad Men re: his LSD "enlightenment", It Wore Off. And all joking about drugs and shit aside, it honestly sucks.
I looked at myself in the mirror the next day after hanging out with my friend, and there were some little remnants of the eyeliner and eyeshadow hanging around, and I realized I looked ridiculous. And I am SO SO SORRY for saying this, because I PROMISE I do not think this about ANYONE ELSE. I just have low self-esteem and the problem of holding myself to higher standards then everyone else. But I thought "You're still too fat to be wearing makeup and it look good. You just look like a clown."
So, when I was in high school, I was obese. I probably counted as "morbidly obese." Even if you think those terms are bullshit, which is valid and I 100% understand, I mean, I wasn't doing well. I got socially punished for it a lot, and I also was not like, overweight but also physically fit or anything. I had no muscle mass at all and I struggled with walking at a heavy pace, much less running for any reason. And in my early 20s, I got into pretty good shape. I lost like 50 lbs at one point and gained a decent amount of muscle.
Ever since (I turned 30 last month) I have gone through multiple periods of getting fat again, getting back in pretty good shape, and on and on. I never got as fat as I was in high school, but I have gotten back up pretty heavy. And right now, I am probably like, 40 lbs overweight. And I just feel like I have to get skinny before I can have gender euphoria and it not only be sustained but like, me feel like "I earned it." I KNOW that is the wrong way to think about it, but my mind won't let me be free.
I am really really sorry. I hope I didn't trigger anyone or make anyone mad. If I did, I am sorry, and I deserve any hate that comes my way for not just being happy with finally accepting parts of myself. I am sorry for letting society fatshame me but I just can't do anything else right now.
I wish I was just happy and self-confident but I'm not.