Harper Valley PTA

Here is a great song dealing with the issues of hypocrisy and small mindedness.  This is something that anybody that does something different from the main flock of sheep has to deal with.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=56mQWfd4Q8I&feature=g-all&context=G20e2b06FAAAAAAAAAAA

Nobody's Perfect

This is a scene from a great comedy where a guy poses as a female roommate to a girl he is in love with.  I think Chad Lowe makes a decent girl.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPoM-3W0PMI&feature=related

Two great videos from Footloose

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7f_HsjpSVaI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NnuYhFRYbAw

Bonnie Tyler -- If you were a woman and I was a man

Here is a song from the '80's which at the time, bothered me as I was so denying my gender issues.  But I think it is a great song that explores the similarities of the sexes in a way that turns the sex roles upside down.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nJAP_mJsUI

To Start A New

I have a very momentous decision to make. Should I go on living the lie I am living now and be what my family and society expects me to be or should I start my life anew and be who I know I really am.

To make my situation perfectly clear, I was born what appeared to be a perfectly normal boy. I was given cars and trucks to play with as a toddler, but what I preferred to play with was my doll that I convinced my mother to get me. I would have liked to get doll houses, tea sets and toy ovens among other things, of course what I got was toy guns and other masculine toys, especially after my younger brother came along.

I loved to use bath towels as dresses and to emulate long hair. I was very effeminate in behavior. I preferred to play with the other girls and usually had to be forced to play with boys. If I did play with boys it was usually with one or two at the most. I did not understand them and they did not understand me either. Boys were usually more rough and tumble than I preferred. I loved to be gentle and quiet. I got along better with girls as I could understand them. I loved to play house with them, except that when they wanted me to play the father or a male role, I would tell them I wanted to be a daughter. I guess I had to play at being a male enough in my life that in playing games I wanted to be the female that I knew I was.

From the time I was three I knew I should have been a girl as the things they did were what I wanted to do. I had no interest in my toy cars and trucks, matter of fact when my younger brother got them, they were in nearly mint condition. My older brother did his best to try to toughen me up and make a man out of me. Why couldn't they just see that I wasn't a man and let me be the girl I was? Why do we focus on the physical body and ignore the gender of the person? Why can't people accept that some girls are born with penises and some boys are born without? Why do we try to force transgendered people to live to the societal roles of their physical body and not to who they are inside?

I remember being around three years old and walking on the balls of my bare feet pretending that I was walking in high-heels. When my friends and I played dressed up, I would ignore the mens' clothes and dress up in the skirts, dresses and high-heeled shoes of the women. I have always seen myself as first a girl then a woman and have to remind myself that I am physically a male when filling out forms and such.

My mother always encouraged me, when visiting on a Sunday, to stay in the kitchen with the women, which was fine with me since I loved to hear the gossip and had no use for football which was what the men were watching. As you can see, I don't have too many masculine bones in my body. I preferred floral sheets and blankets, which my younger brother hated when we shared a room.

I remember the strange looks I would get from people because I always acted on the feminine side. I vowed at an early age to try to be myself always, but I did deny my gender issues to myself and others. I tried to fit in as a guy as much as I could even though I had no interest in girls, cars and sports.

In school, I was pretty much a loner as I did not feel like I belonged anywhere. I was content to sit and read a book whenever I could.

I guess I better go and tell my family that I have decided to live my life as a woman. I hope that they can accept me and love me for who I really am.

Alexandra's Story Part 5

Alexandra was pondering over her current predicament and deciding whether she should just accept her punishment and let them make a woman out of her or still try to go back to Alexander. She did miss out on her freedom as a man.

On the other hand, there were somethings she liked about her new role. She was starting to like the softer new fabrics she had to wear, although she could do with the corsets. It was also fun, to let a man court her and bring her flowers. She was afraid to let the queen know that though. She was starting to find Christopher adorable though. She loved how he made her feel cherished and desirable. She would rather it not be because of what Alexander did to Dawn, Christopher's sister.

Alexandra, now that she was starting to realize how vulnerable a woman was regretted what she did to Dawn. She knew now that it is wrong to force others to do what they don't want to do. She wished she could undo what she did.

She realized that she had to become a woman so that she could realize the damage that she done to Dawn. She would have to try and apologize to Dawn and try to make it right.

She resolved to herself to make the best person she could become and give up being the spoiled brat of a man that she used to be.

Meanwhile Christopher was still deciding if he should really be himself and court Alexandra showing her what a fine guy he was, or should be act the brute like Alexander was with Dawn. Christopher really did not feel right about being mean and brutish with her. He felt that women should be respected and not treated as objects for his gratification. He wondered if behaving as a gentleman if Alexandra would realize how a man should behave and regret her actions as Alexander.

Christopher decided that he was going to court Alexandra, as a gentle woman and give her the respect that was due to her. He felt it was better to woo her and not force her into anything just as a punishment to an unforgivable crime. He thought that this would help her accept the position she was now in, become a better person than she had been.

The next day, he got up and went to the florist's to get her a bouquet of flowers, so that he could begin in earnest to court and woo her. He figured that it would be better to treat her with kindness than with an iron glove.

He sent a message to her once he reached the palace.

Alexandra was deciding on what gown to wear that day, when she got his message. She had her maidservants dress her in a midnight blue velvet gown and fix her hair.

She entered the court room and saw Christopher standing there with the bouquet in his hands.

My Journey Through Life, So Far Part 6

My Journey Through Life, So Far

Part 6

by Lesley Renee Charles

I have highlighted the major bits of my college years, but I have to back track a little and tell of some of my experiences when I lived in the college dorms.

To begin with I had to fight my whole Senior year of High School to be able to live in the dorms. I lived within the 10 mile radius and the college was denying me the right to live on campus because of that. Meanwhile they also guaranteed Freshmen housing. See the conundrum.

It was a great battle with government at its best. There were many times I was ready to give it up, because it was never ending, but my guidance counselor told me to keep at. And she was so right. By the time I was ready to graduate, I was told that I could stay in the lounge until I had a room assignment. Then about a month or two after that I had a roommate assignment.

My first roommate was very active sexually and this cause a lot of problems in that some of the guys would like to get even with him. I remember one time waking up to see a clay penis on the room door. I left it up hoping that he would take care of it, but he didn't. I guess he thought it was a compliment. I had to remove it and felt disgusted at the time.

At this time, I was very inactive sexually. Just pleasured my self. I guess I am what you might call asexual as I really don't have real strong desires for sex. I love cuddling and that sort of stuff, but I can take or leave the sexual intercourse part.

On my dorm floor were two brawny football players, (American Football). They were bigger than me and loved to render me helpless especially after they found out I am very ticklish especially the soles of my feet. The two of them would love to get me on their laps and take my shoes off so that they could get to my feet. They loved to make me laugh so hard. To describe how I was at the time, 5'7” and about 140 pounds. I was very scrawny at the time.

As for my gender issues, I was back to trying to force myself to accept being born male. I still thought of myself as female, but decided that since I was born male I should try to accept it. Big mistake as it led to many years of misery.

I have always imagined myself in female roles. For example if I was in a scary situation, I would pretend to be Nancy Drew working on a mystery. When I was younger, my mother tried to get me into the Hardy Boys, but I did not like them, but fell in love with Nancy Drew books. I loved how she used her wits to get out of situations instead of physical force.