When I was pre-pubecent I fantasized about being a woman. Than I hit my first puberty and started to grow boobs. I was always outcast in school and in my teens my cousins once gave me a makeover. I felt beautiful and appreciated.
Since that time I've had to live with the stigma of "being a man" and doing "manly things" and fulfilling everyone's expectations of what a "man" should be.
Not that I hate men. But why be something you don't want to be? Should I be a woman? Maybe not.
But I would have loved to respect myself for the first time I went through puberty and wear makeup.
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