yarr, hello to everyone here. My birth name is dominic, but most people who know me call me polymorph or poly for short. (long story, don't ask unless you know a lot about counter strike source >_>).
well, i guess i had a *normal* childhood, until i got to high school... we were doing sex ed in year 7 P.E, and the topic of transsexuals came up. piqued my curiosity for some reason

then, a couple of years later, puberty hit. most of the male changes happened to me, but i just didn't feel right as a guy. i started to crossdress a bit, and it felt fairly good... the problem was, i didn't really identify with anyone at my highschool anymore, and became a total social outcast. i began reading up on gender identity, and started to think i was transsexual.
Then, when i was around 16-17, i noticed that i was growing breasts. i managed to keep that from being discovered for a while, but a couple of arsehole bullies ripped my shirt in a scuffle, found out, and started telling ~EVERYONE~. this made me feel ->-bleeped-<-, and ever since then i've compulsively worn loose clothing and baggy jackets to hide my appearance. Still, that was in my last year of high school, and i had a nice holiday afterward playing computer games and composing music (yea, i'm the artistic type

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Then, i started my first year of uni. By then, my desire for a sex change had faded a fair bit. managed to make some friends, as well as meet up with people i met through gaming who are doing the same uni course as me (whoever said games are bad for your social life is dead wrong). I did get paid out a little for my long hair and jacketed appearance, but i dunno. This was different, it wasn't spiteful or hating.
now, i've started my second year of uni, and finally figured out that i'm an androgyne, not a transsexual. over the last two weeks of uni, i've also cut back on the baggy clothing and jackets, people are starting to notice that i look more and more feminine... which is nice

so yea, i'm 19, an intersexed androgyne, and i'm starting to come out. Sorry for spewing my life story at everyone, but guess i feel i need to say it somewhere. There's more to it than that as well, but those are not-nice memories that i don't want to touch