I do not have problem, nothing to see here move along. But yet here I am writing on this forum. It is the monkey on my back that I cannot seem to shake. It has been there since I was small, about 6 years old, when I first remember thinking of it near, but too far away to see but, I knew it was there lurking just beyond sight. My story is similar to many I have heard before. I do not really have a problem. There is nothing wrong with a little boy who prays every night to wake up as a little girl and then starts dressing in his sisters clothes up through puberty. Nothing to see here move along.
There is nothing wrong with hiding this monkey on my back for all these years, pretending it is not there and at the same time wishing it was here with me. There is nothing wrong with seeing a beautiful woman and wishing not to be with her, but to be her, nothing wrong there, or imagining to be the woman in every spare moment imaging your life as it might be.
Perhaps it will go away when I turn 20 years old, I once thought? Can I sneak some hormones from some where and releave the confusion? No, I love a girl and wish to have a family and be a good father and do the right thing. But then there is that monkey sitting there who will not go away. How selfish I am, or am I? Maybe it will be gone when I am 30 or perhaps 40?, Then eveything will be okay. I venture through different relashionships, that never seem to work quite right for the monkey that is always there. I have moments of telling my self that everything is good and now I can move forward, but Like a herion addict I look back to the monkey and once again embrace it only that one last time, jumping into un-reality as a woman with a man for as long as I can be.
When I embrace my other self, relief rushes in to the rescue and I remain in this state for as long as I am able for fear of being discovered. I am now past 50 and I know it will never leave, the monkey I mean sitting on my back. But I am normal and there is nothing really to see here.
I tried some hormones in the past and felt at peace, I felt at home, but my other self came crushing in screaming "what are you doing? all will be lost, get back out of sight, go back to hide! what were you thinking!" so I say to you all: there is nothing here to see please move along.
To all you out there I admire your courage and strength. Just thought I wanted to give some thoughts that I go
through everyday and perhaps it will make me feel better to communicate it here. I know I will never have the courage I see here to risk losing what I value the most but I thought it might be nice to talk about/write about
Cheers