Hello everyone. I am Kelly. I have been lurking around here for a while. When I finally created an account, I thought I should introduce myself.
Growing up I was always overcome with this feeling that I was wrong somehow. I was happiest as a child playing with my female cousins. During family get togethers I felt most comfortable with the women. My mother and grandmother were teaching me to cross stitch until my grandfather stopped them. He thought I should be outside working on the tractors with my brother. That one hurt because I really enjoyed cross stitching, and I loved the time spent with my mother and grandmother. And, that was when I figured out I had to hide who I really am, man up and act like society expects me to act.
Now I am a 37 year old electrician, married, and living in the south east US. My life is not bad, but I know I am deeply unhappy. As hard as I try to "man up", I can't stop the waves of dysphoria I experience. Somedays are better then others, but every day has at least one moment.
This post is the first time I have ever acknowledged what is going on with me. The first time I have ever introduced myself as Kelly. I can't even begin to describe the contentment I feel simply typing that. I am Kelly.
