Quote from: Nurse With Wound on June 28, 2011, 06:58:03 AM
Yesterday my mum said something that worried me, I can't remember why she said it but it didn't have anything to do with GID but she said "No matter what you'll always be my boy", I took it as a subtle hint that she knows and is far in denial. Do you think I'm over thinking it? ;/
One of the worst moments in my life happened a little before I reached 21. I was living with my mother. She lived in one of those very suburban areas, which, while quite built up, was kinda distant from the bussle of city life. There was a local fete. Nothing much, but a number of people were in the habit of setting up small stalls, offering games like, burst a baloon, or licky dip and so on.
My time as living female had crashed into somehting which I was trying, at the time, to put behind me. I'd decided, that the idea was silly, stupid and immature. The thought that I might actualy be insane was also on my mind, especially since, outside a few magazine articles and some references in books, I knew no-one who had ever done such a thing. Added to that, I was finally starting to show signs of being male, facial hair, muscles, bones and such.
Then, we were walking through this fete, looking around, when some woman called out to my mother, 'Hi M*****, is thast your boy? My but he's such a hansum young man'.
That hurt me more than anything that had come before. That really hurt. To finally realise, to have to face up to the reality, that I wasn't a girl after all. That all I had dreamt of was a fantasy, nothing more than a child hood notion, no more significant than wanting to be a spaceman.
It was later, quite some time later, that I discovered it wasn't. On a plus side, it did give me that push to keep my dream of being myself alive.
Even though I haven't managed to actually achieve it, in appearance, at least.
But I am and always have been a girl.
Incidently, I also live in the UK. So you have my sympathies.