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
A T-girl's journey of self-discovery into who she is through stories, journals and other things.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
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
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nJAP_mJsUI
Sunday, February 5, 2012
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.
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