Story time!
Long ago I wished I was a girl which was hella confusing at the time so like any good kid with unlimited internet access I googled what I was feeling read something about it being a phase and it stuck. So for the next few years all the way up through highschool I kept wishing and telling myself it wasn't possible. My pesky subconscious had my back though and I ened up I highschool with hair longer than most girls and found my self a circle of girl friends to hang out with. Problem was I was a guy and none of those friendships really got a chance to deepen. So a ton of failing at being a guy -cant say I was trying much in the first place - and being a mental wreck as a result i broke and dropped out in an effort to gain some sort of control over my life.
Fast forward a few miserable years and I'm sitting at my desk trying to write .(I breath books and dream of sharing something of my own some day) thinking why can't I write a male main character im a guy after all right? So looking for some motivation I pull up Shia lebouffs motivational speach. You know the one. JUST DO IT. As I'm thinking if only I could be a girl but that's impossible......DONT LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS . Well ****. So I find out what getting hit by a truck feels like admit to my self that I am in fact THE WORST guy and remember that being trans is a thing and although I kinda thought it was weird I knew it was perfectly normal in places in the world I had the great fortune of traveling and that its the twenty first century and WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY. the future is now and I live in a time when transition is a thing and I know it's a thing. Also I'm a rebel and I really don't give a **** what others think about me. So I flip my keyboard over in disgust and promptly go to cry myself to sleep because I am so freaking dumb.
Since I have been making progress twords transitioning slowly changing my wardrobe to things subtly more feminine ahh who am I kidding I'm as subtle as a sack of bricks I braid flowers into my hair and I generally try to just be myself which just so happens to be very much a girl. To the point where I've been getting mamed far to often to act like I didn't hear it. (To my endless joy and amusment - one time a guy tried to cover up the miss saying he mistook me for my mom - who has short grey hair compaird to my long brown- I gave him the I totally believe what your saying but why are you still talking- look. Beforing having a giggle fit as soon as he was out of sight. I have a few more stories that I might share some time as I find them hilarious.) So in general I'm quite happy if not a little frustrated with my progress twords getting HRT. Hopefully SOON™.
So that's my story so far hope you found it as amusing as I do and look forward to chatting with you all. although I will admit I have been lurking here for a while now.
