The hardest part in my life for me was being raised female by a religious family for religious reasons to get even with the other side of the family. Although I have always been female anyhow in mind and spirit the damage done was significant when dad forced me back to male. I dressed very much like a Lolita the first 12 years. Even my school uniform was a blue jumper dress, white tights and Mary Jane shoes. Not like the uniforms you see mostly nowadays for sure. I have struggled but now that I am away from everyone that knew the old me I can finally become the real me I was meant to be. It is a tough battle especially going out in public which I still have not done on a 24/7 basis yet but I hope to soon. The last con experience really helped bolster my confidence despite how awful I looked.
"Luceo Non Uro" - I Shine Not Burn - MacLeod of Lewis, Raasay and Assynt, 1200AD - present
"History is full of great people, great heroes. I am no hero just a baymen with a great dream" - My brother, Lt MacLeod, Sqdn 439, RCAF.