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Date Posted: 22:02:17 07/02/15 Thu
Author: Aelita
Subject: Re: There's no time like now -- don't put it off till lather
In reply to: Michelle S. 's message, "Re: There's no time like now -- don't put it off till lather" on 14:35:48 07/01/15 Wed

Dear Michelle:

I had to do it on my own. My mother was not like you. Things were different twenty years ago when I was in fifth grade. I was very tall and slim for my age and I was already wearing adult women's clothes -- tops, shoes and jeans -- and I had a shoulder length bob hair style. I don't know if my mother actually listened to what the psychologists told her but by the time I was thirteen I looked completely feminine and no one could tell the difference. One day a woman who didn't know our family saw us at the mall told my mother "my what a pretty daughter you have." After that, my mother freaked out, burned all of my girls' clothes, kept trying to force me to wear men's jeans that didn't fit, and so on. She even put my dad's old copies of Playboy magazine in my room so people would see them. I had a car in high school and I would drive to the nearest big city to go out on weekends. One summer one of my mother's friends saw me at the mall wearing a skirt and things got even worse. When I left home for university there was no going back. I was homeless and abandoned by my family. I went to school every summer as I had no home to return to. I spent Christmas break sleeping in the airport several times. After graduation I didn't have a job or anywhere to go. Even when I could find work eventually someone would say something and I would be forced out. I had go out of the country for surgery. It took years. Things got better eventually -- after a long, hard struggle. I don't want anyone to have to go through what I have had to go through -- ever.

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