Thinking.

So, I decided that I want to write a book. Yet, I have lost the motivation that I had just had. I ended up breaking my own heart. Kind of sucks, but I blame no one but myself. What can I do?  I am who I am, you love who you love. I cannot change it although I wish I could sometimes.  Without the romantic views, I can go through with taking testosterone therapy. I am still nervous about it, but I have an awesome professor who is willing to help me and be patient. I am not the first student he has had with Gender Identity issues as such. Yet, I am the first who wants pronouns of the opposite gender used. Shit, release this thing called love out my system I will write again.