Knowing the truth.

Hi I'm not your typical guy, I'm a pansexual crossdressing guy that looks like a girl more. Pronouns are " I don't really care," because love is love in its purest form unconditionally. II was 18 when I finally came out to myself and started to be open with most people. My name is Ernest Mitchell but I like to be called Eri, or E.

To feel comfortable with myself I started to wear panties, bras, and leggings alot around my friends that are supportive of me. For now I know who I am inside and I love myself finally. This type of love is looking at the world in color instead of black or white (yes I mean like the old TVs ny parents watched).

A little about me I'm 22 now as I write this so it's been a rough 6 years that have lately took a turn but I'm working on myself to better myself. I'm 5'3 Asian (Cambodian to be more specific) long black hair and clean everywhere else. This is my view on love and how I'm growing to tell everyone else that's struggling at the moment.

p.s. I'm not the formal type of writer so theirs going to be alot of texting lingo.