Hello, everyone. I am... well, my chosen name is Raye. I am a transsexual lesbian from Denver, CO, and if I had to classify myself as anything, it would probably be nerd/goth, though there is so much more to the person that is me that cannot be classified by even the most bureaucratic government official. I am 24 years of age, and if you couldn't tell already, I have a very intellectual mindset. After all, I didn't barely squeak by graduating from High School just to throw everything I was taught away and have my vocabulary consist mostly of words that noone else has even thought of using since the late 80's. Outside of my house, I mostly play the role of a depressed young nerdy male with a fanaticism for gothic culture. Once I get back home and flop down in front of my laptop, I connect my IRC client and immediately shift to my true form, the one that I know for a fact dwells inside me, that of a young lesbian. Now I know for a fact that there are many males age 15-35 who find it funny to act the part of a lesbian online, to pretend that they are cute young girls looking for other cute young girls. Frankly, this disgusts me. To me, it isn't funny, it isn't acting or pretending. In fact, the only time I act and pretend is when I'm outside, made to suffer the horrified and disgusted looks of people when I let even the least bit of feminimity show. The person I am online is who I was supposed to be, the form I was born into, be it a mistake of godlike proportions or just a cruel joke played on me by whoever's running this grand experiment we call life, is simply a transitionary chrysalis of sorts, and someday, when the time is right, I will emerge from that chrysalis a full-fledged butterfly. I will spread my wings and soar above all the grasshoppers and beetles and other little insects who said I would never be anything more than an ugly caterpillar. Anyway, sorry for the essay-length rant, just needed to get some things off my mind before they started eating away at my soul like acid. When I was younger, I used to hold everything that bothered me inside me, until I was so full of negative emotion that I felt like I was going to burst. Thankfully, I've learned to be more open to people around me about my feelings, I've learned how to properly express my anger or sadness at something. For now though, I must live in stealth about my transsexuality, both offline and on mIRC, because, on mIRC, there are too many people who would be hurt and break friendships with me if they found out the form I am currently forced to take, and in real life, there would be too many people who would resent me and also break friendships with me if they found out what I truly am inside. But gladly, there are safe havens like this forum, where I can freely express both my dysphoria with the form I am currently forced to take and my love for the beautiful creature which dwells inside me. Thank you for sticking with me through this long, mostly pointless post which jumps around from topic to topic like a drunkard going barhopping on Colfax, and if you would be so kind as to tell me about yourselves, I would be most appreciative.