I ask myself why I keep on doing this, I mean Sign in to write and then forget what I was going to write about. It's like my thoughts are racing at 100 miles per hour, just put them on a circle track and grab the right one when it comes around.
I woke up the other night to go to the toilet and then couldn't get back to sleep. I decided to stream some country music and had a bowl of chocolate ice cream. I then went back to bed and fell asleep. Just as effective as a cup of hot chocolate. I discovered in the morning that I had forgotten my nicotine patch the day before.
I keep watching the videos, one about how someone told their parents that they were transgender. Then telling how later they felt about buying the shoes. I then remember I told my mother I wanted the white girl's tennis shoes for grade school. It was like no, the others would not understand. I didn't get the saddle shoes either. I was told no, and I think it was I had to appear to be a boy.
I need to remember, I would ask for girl shoes and clothes while in grade school. I think that shows that even though I didn't know the word transgender, or at that time transsexual, that was me. Actually, from what I now understand, the fact that I developed secondary female characteristics without an external source of estrogen, I would be intersex.
At times I wonder, if my attraction for a girl's school uniform was due to not having permission to wear dresses. Though the school did not have an official uniform.
Sorry, lost my thoughts, blame it on autism.
Michelle