Being a Man...

I haven't written in a while, I have been spending a lot of time contemplating on some things, still conflicted about who I am as a person truly. I understand that the path to self discovery is a long and windy, and it is made even more difficult when I have been taught my whole life that I am someone else. 

However, I did accomplish an important step in my journey recently. The other day, I went on a picnic, just had some sandwiches in a park on a blanket, and I brought along a book I've been reading. It was really nice. The weather was so wonderful, and the shade was the perfect temperature, with the occasional cool breeze. While I took it all in, something inside me stirred, and somehow, I realized that I am not really comfortable identifying as a man, in the traditional sense anyway. I don't align with the societal concept of a man, and what it means to be one. To be honest, I just wish I could be non-binary or something to that effect. 

Maybe this is just a weird phase, but it has been irking me as of late.