I expected to be happy after the Great Shift swapped me into the body of a woman. The first thing I did was go into her closet and pull out the fanciest dress I could find and put it in.
I didn’t anticipate her depression.
It hit me hard. I couldn’t explain how or why it was happening to me; I just felt it.
I slept in the dress. I slept a lot. I was still tired. Nothing could seem to pull me out of this slump. I told myself I was happy, that I wanted to be happy...I just wasn’t.
And I think I knew it was something about her body that was causing this -- about how her brain was just wired differently. I suppose it was interesting a way -- her body, my thoughts, but it was still technically her brain.

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