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So I am 21 and a guy and have loved the super fuzzy fleece since my mom got me a blanket with it in middle school. I have wanted a jacket or pullover using it since I had to wear my sisters North face osito jacket in 9th grade on a cold day when I forgot my jacket and it was the only spare one in the car. it was the comfiest jacket I have ever worn with the fleece inside I would wear it sometimes when I was home alone. I have looked for a mens jackets that matches it in softness and the only one that comes close is from llbean but it still is not as soft as the osito.

The first generation osito jacket was not fitted at all so it fit a man fine but my mom would not buy me one at the time nor would I have worn it to school. When I moved out and got some money they updated it to a very fitted style which didn't fit a man good. But a few months ago they updated it again to a non fitted fit and added a pullover style. I was eying it and it went on sale so I bought a black pullover one in 2xl and it seems to fit perfect the lengths are good shoulder fit is good and it doesn't tapper in on the sides. Its also so comfy I decided to keep it and have been wearing it around the house as a shirt so the fleece is against my skin.

I think it looks and fit like any mens fleece pullover and really want to wear it out but I still feel like people are going to know and judge me. I know I should not care what other people think but I can't help it.

I really want to know what the people here think.

By the way I am not a cross dresser this is the only piece of women's clothing I plan to own unless you count the pair of mens Ugg boots that I wear as slippers and for quick trips out.

I run faster than the speed of sound, but I can never run faster than the pain, the fear, the sadness that is looming in every corner of my suffering that is life. I have my friends and even my own videogames, but I don't have my happiness, and I'm afraid no amount of gold rings will ever make me feel good, make me feel loved. Every day that I force myself to wake up I tell myself "maybe I'll get more speed, maybe if I run and spin faster, I'll escape my problems" but the day doesn't go better. It's the same bullshit every fucking time. Spinning through hoops, running and collecting rings, until finally I reach the goal and have a short moment of relief from my existential agony, until I come to realize this will happen again and again and again until I die as a helpless, depraved hedgehog. My competitors, Mario, Link, all of them, are moving on, getting new and varied games. Hell, even that former lowlife waluigi has become a popular meme and is cared for. Yet here I am, at square one just continuing to progressively die inside. This mental instability of mine doesn't help in this endless struggle, thus I look forward to the big day. The day I finally am released from my pathetic existance. Maybe I'll do it myself. It's all over anyway. I've lost all hope that has been crushed by reality. There is only regret and the occasional anxiety attack in my life, so I might as well end it all. **I mean, gotta go fast! Haha.**