MAY BE TMI HERE, BUT HEY I WANTED TO WRITE A BLOG, SO SPILLED SOME GUTS ON THIS ONE. Even though I was not presented as the gender always, as I saw myself, I was still a girl inside, with no information given about men, because most around me just assumed, I was a boy thinking like a boy myself. It couldn’t have been further from the truth. I didn’t understand men and they still baffle me at times to this day. Three years later, I’d have a curvaceous body to go along with my still young knowledge of men. I wish I could be writing something more positive or uplifting, but the truth is I yearned for someone, a girlfriend, a sister, an aunt, a mother to ask questions about men. I wish someone had seen the girl I saw inside and helped me understand the world, but that was not the case. It wasn’t until I was 25 and few mistakes later that I ran into an older trans-woman, Paula Sinclair, my sister to this day. That took me under her wing and gave me the 411
Posted on: Tue, 11 Jun 2013 04:52:33 +0000
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