the frustation with your body and your partners body and the limitations and sacrafices  you make to self actualize in your body. the theme of jeaously in particualr is strong. so burning strong. the incongruent parts of you and one you wish to connect with. its a bitter pill. the dysfuction that grows from that sour place.  

wanting satisfaction and connection but only getting release by yourself after mounting frustration. trying and trying again.

the same things that might draw you to this person or the things that you wanna be happy for this person about are also things you want despertly to have. and even though neither of you are cis that phrase echos somewhere of: "do i want you or want to be you?"

you cant crawl inside thier skin, but even if you could there would still be dysphoria. this VN feels like the impasse that one comes to time and time again on the road to knowing themselves and maybe the people they love? maybe im too optomistic.  some parts dont fit together well. some desires are fragmented or lost or mixed up and sometimes there is nothing for you to do, but get thru the day and hope something changes,,,or you change to not feel so bad.

its a bitter lemon.