Hello you guys,
So i wanted to say a few words regarding how my mom found out i wanted to be a girl when i was only 14 (as if the title to this didn't already make that obvious, lol).
So back in the fall of '04... i would say it was in September... i had this idea to write this story about a day in my life from a female point of view. Basically, i was a girl in the story. Everything else in my life was completely unchanged, just my gender.
Anyway, this us where it gets juicy for lack of a better word. After coming home from school this afternoon, my van to take me to this after school program i used to go to, was there waiting for me as usual. I got on it, and took my seat in the back.
Before i go any further, i will have y'all know that the contents of the story are kind of inappropriate so for the purposes of this forum, i will try not to get into too much details, especially considering i was 14 in the story.
Anyway, now that i finally had this female body, i was kind of (and i'm embarrassed to say it) exploring myself to the point where i had to change my clothes, on the van and on the way to the ASP (after school program), before we got there. Between then and the time we got to the ASP, i kept getting this feeling that something bad was going to happen to me.
Now there was this park that we would go to (in real life) every so often that was about a 10-15 minute walk from the ASP. The day depicted in this story was one of the days we went there. As we take the walk to that park i notice this guy is following me and when i look back at him his eyes would connect with mine and he had this devious look on his face like he was going to do something to me. Mind you, this person doesn't exist in real life, i made him up. When we got there, i remember writing that i was under this tree probably because i wanted to be left alone and to myself. But a moment or two later the boy found me. Words were exchanged and then he started inappropriately touching me.
I don't remember anything i wrote after that but i do remember i was adding bit by bit each day.
Fast forward to early December...
After my mom helped me with my math homework she told me that the van wasn't going to pick me up for the ASP and that she called me out. After we were finished with my homework she asked me the question that put me in the shock of my life...
"Why do you want to be a girl?"
I was too stunned to respond. My worst nightmare had just come to life. I don't remember what i said in response if i did say anything. But i do remember shortly after that she stood up and took all these papers that were hidden behind the refrigerator that i thought i had strategically hidden in an unused pillow in my room.
It wasn't just the story i described above, i also had all these papers detailing certain fantasies i had about being a girl. After being socked with a series of questions i was too embarrassed to answer, she read the story out loud to me! Even knowing how painfully embarrassing it was for me! She kept interrogating me as to this boy who was touching me in the story who doesn't even exist!
Mind you, i even wrote "dream" at the top of the paper and the September date i wrote it. I kept telling her it was all a dream but she wasn't buying it. Two hours of absolute hell because of some guy who doesn't even exist! And i wasn't about to tell her i made it all up. But that was just one of my fantasies about being female. But that's how my mom found out i was transgender.
Actually since i knew i wanted to be a girl since such a young age i'd tried to hide it from her because i was afraid of how she'd handle it and managed to do so until December 2004.
Even though my mom took notice of my effeminate behavior since i was 5 (i actually don't know but just an educated guess) my mom finding it that i wanted to be a girl had a huge impact on our relationship.
Well take it for what you will be that's my story. Comments and questions are welcomed but if this thread goes unresponded to that's fine i guess. I just wanted to share my story.
