All of this transgender mess that is running through my head has made me remember some stuff from my childhood.
I seem to be sitting downstairs, in the living room, on the couch with my mom and I am asking her if I will grow up to have boobs like her and to be like her - because I wanted to be like her. I can remember that she was saying that I would belike my dad and I felt disappointed and frustrated at that,
I don't know if this is a real memory because it was so long ago and I was so young(30 years ago).
I am embarrissed to ask my mom if I asked that because I am frighted and embarrassed and that it will bring all this stuff back for my family.
All of the other thoughts I had about wanting to be a girl I did a good job of keeping to myself and this memory I have maybe one of the few times I spoke with my mum about it.
Gawd, I am such a pussy getting emotional over this ->-bleeped-<-. What a torment.
I wont mention this to them because they are getting old and I don't want to worry them. I have some other memories also like this too. I wish I was stronger as a kid and spoke up more forcefully instead of being too embarriessed and ashamed of myself.
arrgh