Hi, my name is Sarah, and I hope this is the beginning of a journey far far too long in the making. I just hope I can make it to the end. I'm not exactly sure what I should say, so I guess I'll just go with facts... I've known since I was little (4 or so) that I wasn't supposed to be the way I was. To my eternal regret, I ignored that feeling until the pain grew too great and I had to do something... one way or the other. My family being fundamentalist, I felt I had to be secretive, and began to self medicate(I know!) I felt though that it was either that or the other thing, and I do want to live, so... I kept doing that until I ran out of money and had to stop so I could use the "real" identity to get a job and do it right, which took longer than I wanted, but I'm just now coming back around to becoming the REAL me. Sorry about how this came out, was just kind of a stream of consciousness thing.
