It stings into dysphoria, it stings that this is how I've been made to see me. It stings as I feel I can't show enough of me, in fear of some backlash.

Keep my mask on, and the friends stay.
I lost too many.

Likely I haven't.
But sex sells, I am sexual, and I don't decide when my hormones shuts it off.

It stings knowing I have half an audience for both sides of me.

It feels just the same - while its respectable as distraction, preying on people's debilitating mindset is too easy - and I only want to bring joy. I fly too close for my tastes.

I hope I never done the same thing again

I'm a newbie voice actor who doesn't use the talent :3