Yes! I am a female! And No! I am not a man. I do not have any wish whatsoever to be one either.
I just live 24/7 in pain and with a tinnitus that stops only when I sleep.

When your system is always under load, perception changes. Patience narrows. Tolerance for noise, chaos, and nonsense drops. Responses become more direct, faster, sometimes sharper... not out of aggression, but out of conservation. Energy is limited, so communication becomes efficient.
People sometimes misread this.

They say I’m aggressive.
They say I “behave like a man.”
That’s not intention... and it’s not identity.
I have no desire to be one, nor to perform anyone else’s idea of femininity. God forbid.

What you’re seeing isn’t gendered behavior.
It’s a nervous system that doesn’t have the luxury of cushioning every word.
Pain strips performance. It removes excess.
What’s left is clarity, boundaries, and precision.

So yes, I may appear different.
Not because I’m trying to be anything...
but because my baseline is not yours.