STRANGE THOUGHTS IN THE BATHROOM...
i just had a really weird experience in the bathroom. I had ran out of hot water in the shower and had to get out to use to the sink instead to shave with cold water. I looked in the small round mirror as I shaved and this really thought crossed my mind "why am I shaving? Why is there hair on my face. It doesnt make sense.". It felt like I was doing something really odd. Whatever gender I am at the moment it don't make sense to shave my face! I guess an analogy would be the same logic as a woman shaving her face! *confused* Maybe its because I don't shave that often now and its become a bit alien. I had tied my hair back and only my face was there in the mirror. I didn't see a man staring back at me but this person was doing something very strange with a razor!
Another weird feeling I'm getting it is how odd I view my penis. I acknowledge it there but for some reason it doesn't seem to be right there. I would compare this feeling te being in a room and feeling something is out of place but you can't work out what it is. Maybe because I don't have a relationship with my penis anymore I'm losing attachement to it, who knows. I decided to see what it would look like tucked away but that didn't seem right either. It was in fact more scary mainly because of my growing thoughts about srs, my concern about the extent of these thoughts and knowing that I shouldn't even be thinking about it. The funny thing is I've even got to the point where I don't want to deal with my penis and even thought about closing my eyes when I have to.
Well, I've just eaten half a Chocolate Orange for lunch and I feel terribly sick; stupid me!
All these thoughts are weird weird weird...
Another weird feeling I'm getting it is how odd I view my penis. I acknowledge it there but for some reason it doesn't seem to be right there. I would compare this feeling te being in a room and feeling something is out of place but you can't work out what it is. Maybe because I don't have a relationship with my penis anymore I'm losing attachement to it, who knows. I decided to see what it would look like tucked away but that didn't seem right either. It was in fact more scary mainly because of my growing thoughts about srs, my concern about the extent of these thoughts and knowing that I shouldn't even be thinking about it. The funny thing is I've even got to the point where I don't want to deal with my penis and even thought about closing my eyes when I have to.
Well, I've just eaten half a Chocolate Orange for lunch and I feel terribly sick; stupid me!
All these thoughts are weird weird weird...