I've returned from my time off to put two-and-two together. (FOUR!)
It took from last week to today for me to realize I'm in love. Yeah, that's what was eating at me.
I've found I really like someone.
But there's another thing: I'm still completely in the dark about my own gender. I have no issues deeming myself male or female, but it's something that's constantly tugging me back and forth, back and forth. It's hard to go from bouncing my hips while I walk (which I still do, it's fun!), to acting like a supreme gentleman. It's a funny world, isn't it?