|
Before I revealed myself, I thought I would regret it afterwards - a good chance that is. There have been no regrets.
For years and years I couldn't help, but wonder if I was just fooling myself or not. Perhaps my gender identification was due to a common type of sexual fantasy. That is what I have always told myself (since puberty), until I realized it wasn't sexual at all. It was my identity, a part of me that goes back to early childhood. I was the girl who longed to be a boy.
I feel at peace, something I never ever felt before. It is a strange and foreign feeling. Even telling people hasn't been very difficult and uncomfortable. That will change when I inform my mother, though. I'm worried, because I know she will not take this very well. I'm in no hurry to tell her.
A few friends know. My news didn't surprise them, because they saw it. I'm not sure how, but they did. - Hiding oneself doesn't seem to be effective. People can see through it.
__________________
Dx: Didgee Disorder
|