Yes. How dreadfully sad that you're not a 1950's housewife.

Are you incapable of just Existing without worrying about gender, stereotypes, what you think of yourself, and what other people think of you? This whole post seems to me like you're upset that you're different, but I know also that you're very proud you're different. I think that's a basic part of figuring out who you are or being human or whatever, but you seem to fixate on it one way or the other.

Just, you know. Exist.