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ectoBiologist [EB] started pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] at 11:54:33 PM.
EB: Rose.
EB: Please be online.
TT: Is everything okay?
EB: Yes
EB: No
EB: I don’t know.
TT: What’s the matter?
EB: Uh
EB: Promise me you won’t tell anyone about this?
TT: Of course, John.
EB: Okay
TT: ?
TT: You’re worrying me, John.
EB: Sorry!
EB: Ugh, it’s so hard to explain
EB: I like girls
TT: Is that it?
TT: That’s completely normal, John.
EB: No, it’s like
EB: I really like girls
EB: but i’d never wanna date one
EB: not right now
TT: I’m failing to understand?
EB: You’re going to think i’m a weirdo for this.
EB: When i think about girls
EB: in a romantic sense
EB: i think about myself as a girl
EB: dating them
TT: I see.
TT: Do you ever wish you were a girl, outside of these daydreams?
TT: Or think of what life would be like if you were born female?
EB: Uh, i mean, yeah?
EB: But doesn’t every guy?
TT: Well, of course. But how often do you think of this feminine life?
EB: Um
EB: A bit, i guess?
TT: I see.
TT: John, are you familiar with the term ‘transgender’?
EB: Tran-wha?
TT: Transgender. It refers to those who believe they were born in the wrong body, and are a different gender than their biological one.
EB: Oh
EB: Are you saying that’s what this feeling is?
TT: Well, I don’t know for certain. The only person who can say for sure, is you.
TT: I’d suggest you look into it.
EB: Okay, i will.
EB: Thank you, Rose.
TT: No need to thank me.
TT: Can i tell you something? Something you have to promise you won’t tell anyone else?
EB: Of course, Rose. If I were to, you have dirt on me now, hehe.
TT: I like girls too.
EB: Like? As a girl?
TT: Yes, John.
EB: Ohhh
EB: Okay! Your secret is safe with me!
TT: Same for you, Egbert.
EB: I’m gonna look into that uh, term you told me about
EB: Goodnight, Rose.
TT: Goodnight, J.
ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] at 12:03:24 AM.