Fairly often I wish I was a cute guy without a ton of anxiety issues so I could do YouTube videos. But I'm an amorphous blob instead (hey, I was thin once ... maybe just over two sedentary jobs ago) and I run away from mirrors rather than towards them (so at least I'm safe from demons?) so it's not a wish that ever goes anywhere.
Sometimes it'd be nice to actually be able to demonstrate some of the cool clothing stuff I buy without worrying about anyone ever seeing my awful face. But eh. Not happening.
I really do need to lose some weight though... Again, not happening, especially not with so little sleep. I'd fall asleep halfway down the street and anyway, who wants to take up running again when people'd just stare and go "yeah, you get running fatty." And yes, I know that's what people'd say, even if you're thinking all that false bullshit about "people aren't that mean." Yes. Yes they are. I've got 34 years of experience of it, but it's kinda nice that others don't and can persist in that naive mentality.
I don't even mean that sarcastically. It's genuinely lovely that some people haven't experienced it, and I hope wholeheartedly that it continues for them. The world'd be even more shit than it is if everyone'd had the bad experiences.
Asexual, aromantic, and transmasc non-binary. No, I have no idea how I ended up writing romance either.