Quote from: koolstacy on June 06, 2010, 10:49:05 AM
Hello, nice meeting you. thank you for replying. I try not to look back on my past, what happened in the past cannot be changed. I like to stay postive. Are you pre of post op?
I would like to hear your story. 2 days ago me and 2 friends went cloth shopping (1st time with these friends) cloth shopping. They are non transgender. They know I am. They had there kids with them so after picking 4 items each we all went to try on cloths the 2 pre teens said your not really going to try them on are you? I said yes. are you not embarrassed I told them no we all got our own changing rooms I made sure I was 3. Doors down and accross the way. O wanted them to be comfortable. I found what fit and I liked at the end both girls are thanking me for making what they was considering a uncomfortable and made it comfortable. Their mom said thank you and admitted she would not have nerves to do what I do.I told her my above story. She told me she had 2 family members that had a sex change. Even her mom considers me a part of their family. My point for all new transgender is be the lady or guy you really are give people a chance but follow you're gut. And do not over do it on the makeup, perfume, and when dressing dress with style. I seen other trsnsgenders that wears cheap blonde wigs, heavy makeup and way to much perfume. But I will not say anything to them that will hurt them. And trying to hard is not good. But confidence makes all the difference.
Sorry for the long reply..
(Using android cell to post. Sorry for any typing errors )
Ahh! I see, that's how I gaze at life as well. My story is a little unconventional and at the same time not that anomalous but here I go.
I was born with
a small dose of inter-sexed organs but it was still in the jest a "penis", this fact no one on this board knows or even many people in my life. Though in the end my mom made the choice to choose to remove all "female indicators", so I ended up with a pretty normal but extremely small...Wang, haha.
So growing up through my life I just went around as an boy and at about the tip of my sixth or seventh birthday, odd things started to happen...Senses came alive and for a while I decided to ignore them but to
evaluate what it was all about, so for a month I went on my merry way and finally it clicked...What was so unorthodox about me was my mind, body and soul was "acting" more female...But I knew if I told my mom there would be hell on Earth, so I didn't tell her...Though it lingered vastly across my heart for many years.
SKIP AHEAD SEVERAL YEARS and now the feelings start to come back headfirst, fearless and not ignoring them, I started to do things to fill that gap. Wearing makeup, wearing feminine clothes, etc. etc.
One day when no one was home (I'm often left home alone for days) and I had makeup but only makeup that day, my mom out of nowhere comes waltzing in and turns her head -- And holy holy, you should have seen the glare painted upon her canvas face. She was more shocked then angry but in the end she told me to go, in quotes; "Wipe that ->-bleeped-<- off!"
I came back fresh and clean and she was watching T.V. and was giving the silent treatment like nothing ever happened but in truth she was trying to make it out as though it was a facade or a very unfunny joke.
Finally, the grand part; Two Halloweens ago, I finally had the righteous courage to tell my mom..."What I am" and it was eight PM and she was in her room, just sitting on the bed and I come in and sit on the bed...And began to say..."Mom, I have something to tell you, I haven't had the courage to say this because of the fear of being rejected or banished...But, mom -- I'm transgendered."
She didn't scream, holler or have some shocked look. Obviously she didn't knew but she ended up saying in an annoyed tone, "Micale, you're not a girl, you're a boy, you've always been a boy and I don't know why you want to change that. Those people are always getting beat up and raped and I don't want to see that happening to you. The hormones and ->-bleeped-<- that those people have to go through can KILL YOU and I don't need that on my plate. You're just a teenager, you're going through a phase."
After that, I just left in awkward silence and over the course of that time till current day, I have wore makeup, wore feminine clothing; Starting from my moms to finally my own clothes this year and I have my hair longer, layered and I have bangs. People at school give me hell and some are rapscallions but in the long run I am an celebrity at my school, people love me, people hate me and people are indifferent. Everyday I go to school, almost the whole school (Literally) talks about me, the clothes I wore this day, my makeup, my style and also about my past, that I'm actually this and blah, blah, blah.
But to me, yes I'm going to be honest; It scorns when people harm or belittle me but at the same time I've had to build up my backbone and build a wall. It's taking time but it's slowly getting there.
Last thing, my goodness this is long; Haha. My mom and her current boyfriend Kevin are trying to be accepting but Kevin; A cis-gendered male is having his roughage accepting the fact of who I am. He always calls me by the dreaded male terms and even after I correct him and try to tell him that he needs to stop. He just gives me a juvenile look and gets all annoyed. My mom is trying as well but it's taking her time and for now that's all I can tell you, lol, if there is something else you want to know, just ask but for now this is long and I want to give you some room.
P.S., I'm pre-op, I'm pre-everything, no hormones. No nothing and I'm hoping in the future, if I live with my other mom Janet that I can begin since my mom doesn't want to help.
