10-10-2016, 07:53 AM
After reading, re-reading, and reading again the article you linked us, I do feel a bit better about myself. I need to look at my curse as more of a gift, and rise above the hate filled bigoted upbringing most of us had to endure WHILE enduring our inner confusions. I remember clearly when I was four years old... I was at my female cousins house, and she was taking a nap. I was bored, and decided to play with her dolls. My mother noticed and stomped towards me to snatch them out of my hands and said "dolls are for girls, and you are a boy." She then sent me outside with a foam football. I was a bit confused and saddened but I left the ball behind and proceeded to pick flowers instead ^_^

