Before you read past this point, this is not me trying to garter attention, or seek sympathy, or push my views on people (I do support LGBT rights, Women's rights, etc.). This is me being truthful, who I am, who I want to be seen as. To make things easier to explain, I hope.
Before I reach the main point, I want to thank some people. This isn't everyone, but I couldn't list you all, really.
Jamiee: <3 you sister, thank you for being there for me. <3
Pree: <3 mah sexy bestie!
Kessa: You've been an amazing friend to me, and helped me with so much. Thank you beauts <3
Sing: For being my awesome sister through this, and letting me talk with you. <3
Berzie: You're my awesome aussie friend, and though you can be a bit of a twat, I still love you! <3
Ari: You've been good to me, and always help me smile. Our games of monopoly ruled! <3
Rose: We'll support each other, beauts! <3
The bold text was an ab-lib of mine, otherwise, it's how it appears on the college site.
I am 19 and from the age of 13 – 14 years old I felt I was attracted to people of the same sex. I didn’t necessarily feel uncomfortable about this, but didn’t want people to know because I had been bullied in the past and I was realistic about what might happen. In the end I told a friend, which resulted in most of the school finding out. After that I was at the receiving end of a physical attack, and would get verbally bullied on a weekly basis. I stopped going to school and consequently didn’t get the grades that I should have done. Things did start to get better in my last year of school mainly because I met my best friend who would stand up for me. College has been so much better. I feel like I can be the person I am.
I told my mum about my sexuality when I was 14/15 years old. She was fine with it. One of her best friends was gay so it was great to have him around. My dad has never really mentioned it although was very accepting of my boyfriend at the time. It has now become such a non-issue that we don’t have to talk about it although my mum occasionally asks me if I like that “guy on TV”?
I am now coming to terms with the fact that I am transsexual, after a lot of soul-searching, sleepless nights and periods of "Who the fuck am I?", to be frank. My own body disgusted me, and it made me want to cry, to be sick, to lock myself away and frankly never see myself again, if I could avoid it. I am a woman trapped inside a man's body. I feel as if I am not the gender I was "born as". I don’t really like labels but I understand that it can help with people’s identity. If I have to use a label I would say that I have identified as a gay man, but now I view myself as female, which I guess makes me a straight woman.
-Sam
