Ugh, what are you wearing?

I'm so tired of dressing badly and being pitied by working class people. Big size clothes are hard to find in the small southern area where I live. So most of my clothes are men's clothing, especially during the cold season. Bulky, mannish coat, boots and mannerisms are my winter cloak. But ghis society is extremely vain, superficial and feminine. So I look odd walking around. Most can't tell which gender I claim.

Most of the time it does NOT bother me but sometimes is does. When well~intentioned Koreans buy me a cardigan at the mall, I am both thankful and sad. Thankful for the gift, sad that my appearance creates pity and well meaning acts of generosity.

Sigh.
We all choose our life, right?