Synopsis[]
Author Notes[]
This page is kind of interesting. At least, to me, it’s very personal. It’s not based off any factual situation I’ve ever faced, but rather, a deep fear of mine. That one day, a friend will have just had it and tell me what a nuisance I am for my (sometimes irrational) neuroticism towards passing or how their life could’ve been more normal if I was. Again, I’ve never had it said to me, but I do occasionally worry that at least a few of my friends have thought it.
I changed the dialogue no less than four-hundred times in the past month since I drew this. It’s infinitely better than how it started, by still have very mixed feelings about it. As always, I welcome any thoughts.
Transcript[]
Did you shave it after all? | |||
Yeah | |||
And now I'm bleeding... | |||
I knew I shouldn't have used a guy razor... | |||
Are the pajamas okay at least? | |||
I really prefer nightgowns, but I guess it does fit. | |||
You... | |||
You really are a completely different person now, aren't you? | |||
Ryan may as well be dead.. | |||
W-what? | |||
Ryan was always a bit of a crybaby, but he didn't whine and nitpick every little thing. | |||
And he was always smiling. Always cheerful. | |||
But you? God, there's just no pleasing you! | |||
Gavin... Wait! | |||
I'm still me! | |||
I'm sorry, Gavin. I don't want to be difficult. But I'm just doing what I HAVE to do if I want to pass. | |||
I'm sorry you find it annoying, but imagine how I feel? | |||
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Related Topics[]
- Pajamas
- razors
- Transgender
- Passing