Hello world, my name is Emma I'm 22 and a half years old, yet for 22 of them i've been living a double life.
I was born Dale Anthony Cox on the 10th of September 1992 at 07:52 AM my father laid in a bed next to my mother having not slept or ate since rushing over from his night shift at the nearby factory, laying there cradled in my mums warm embrace at her first child a healthy boy, like every child you know that something is different about you but unless its a disability you don't tend to know what it is till the moment it hits you all of a sudden.
My earliest memory is when i was around 10 years old, i snuck into my mum's room and that's when i started to show myself more to Dale, it started with just tights( as most people wouldn't really notice a pair of plain black tights missing) things quickly progressed from there to skirts and dresses then full outfits, until one day i was sneaking and laid on my mums bed and fell asleep, suddenly i'm awoken and i was crapping myself, but i simply told my mum step dad that i was simply messing around, but we know i wasn't.
Nothing really happened much after until I was 14, i snuck makeup from my mum tried out a few bits but struggled to remove the mascara until the next day when we went to a local pub in my home town when my mum asked if i was wearing mascara, i shuck my head and denied it for a good few minutes but i was, i just couldn't get the damn thing off.
Fast forward two years i started making clothes from my old clothes ya know like mini skirts and crop tops, at the time I was seeing a friend of mine, you know experimenting i refused to do a lot of things that these days i wouldn't have bat an eyelid at, so i told him that i thought i was supposed to have been born a girl i even had sex with him in my new clothes and some "stockings" i made from old tights, yet he just laughed me when i told him that which knocked my confidence a lot.
Fast forward to 2014 a lot has happened, I've been sexually assaulted by a girl(crazy i know but it does happen) I've had a miss carriage with one of my girlfriends, I've fought and loved many times over I build myself up to be a 6ft 240lb/108kg "man"(talking muscle here not fat) all to prove to myself that I was male I mean why shouldn't I be male I had the body for it, the voice but there's one thing i've learned after all these years as that
it doesn't matter what you look like one the outside if you aren't happy on the inside.
So I told my now ex-girlfriend that I thought I was transgender, she decided to ignore this and things began to swell up inside me we began to argue more and more you could see that she was trying, but ultimately all she cared for was her own goals(came from a family of selfish arrogant w*****s) so I understand that she would want to prove to them that she is better, anyway came to this new years just gone we argued because she wanted to stop in the bedroom while we had friends and family over and she wanted me to stop in there instead of partying with my friends and family at new years, so i made the hard decision at the time and i left her, it hurt like hell at first but it's having your own freedom and time back that hurts as you don't know what to do with it.
So anyway I little about myself, as i said my name is Emma I'm 22 years old and I'm a proud pre-everything transgender girl, i have my first appointment on the 11th of May this year which I am very excited about, I am a massive fan of video games and have been gaming from a young age, i'm also an avid cosplayer, DJ and music lover, my taste in music varies from Bear's Den and Half Moon Run to Marmozets and PVRIS, to the XX and EDM I love music that creates energy, I currently work in Traffic Management but would love to get into the games industry.
This is me btw, thought id just add a picture before i change my avatar
