I mostly exist beyond this menial earthly scale but do on occasion return to anger and depression quite frequently. Mostly due to being purposefully misgendered. I’m not a girl, and not transfem, I don’t have a gender

Denial was never a thing I went through, ever, I am indeed happy and comfortable with being called a boy, even though I’m not really. I still say I’m a femboy because that describes my experience of dressing up and being cute. Doesn’t mean I am a boy.