Puberty Part 1

These next few blogs are personal 1’s about my life.

In 1965 when I was hatched, was assigned male.

As a result, I was required to do all the male activities, which I abhored.

From an early age, I felt different, but unable to talk to anyone.

Early 1970, I started school, where I met the stunnelicious CJ.

She changed my life. Not long after meeting, she suggested we swap clothing, wow did I feel relieved, but.

Age 6 started a nightmare. An older male relative began molesting me. This continued until I was 14.

Still unable to tell anyone. Our sessions continued until the day she broke up with me. To this day I don’t know why.

When I started Secondary School, things got worse. The boys would ask me sexual questions, which got me uncomfortable.

I was bullied by both boys & girls.

I wanted to die & prayed.

I was judged because I wasn’t showing any “Manly” body hair.

Even my own cousins, all male, would bully me. 1 told me to do the world a favour & drop dead.

Puberty 1 was hell for me as unwanted things happened.

I would look at the girls & wish I was as lucky as them.

In 1981, age 16, I was accused of touching the breast of another student. I still say it was accidental.

This girls friends decided to play a joke on me.

This joke resulted in me becoming infertile & with little interest in anything physical

I didn’t know that I was suffering from:

Gender Identity & Sexual Orientation Crisis.

Because of the above, I shied away from relationships, because I feared that if they got serious, I would not be able to give my wife what she wanted:

Children.

I was ashamed of my childhood traumas. I blamed myself, still do.

I tried being a “Man,” by working “Manly” jobs: Sales Asdistant, I was a Trolley Boy: In a Chicken Factory, that was an eye opener: Scrap Yard: Storeman, Stationery, Chocolate Factory, Credit Card Printer: Courier: Parcel Delivery: Bus Driver: Blood Delivery: And others.

My father wanted me to join the defence forces, but I was, still am, scared of guns. I was also unwilling to be around males, because they may want to pry into my life.

I’m a shy person, & abhor anything violent. I now know why I’m so timid.

End of Part 1. I will post part 2 soon.

Published by Mel's Customised Candles

I'm a Transfemale, whose life has not been great, lied to about various things. I've also been lied about, which is very unfair. Born & Breed in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. Knew at 4, in 1970, that I was a gurl, but unable to do anything about it. Used & abused by others, including being molested from 6-14 by a relative, viciously assaulted, and left to die at 16, I was left infertile, & little interest in anything remotely physical. Wanted to be a Journalist, but because of assault, unable to continue my schooling. Because of molestation and assault, I have major trust issues. To keep the peace & make my father happy, did what he wanted, except join Defence Forces, Guns Scare ME. I have written & Self-Published 10 eBooks, Link below. I moved to Melbourne Australia February 2015, which has been good, thankfully I'm now settled in a great house with awesome housemates. My 2021 goal is to raise enough funds to finally undergo Gender Reassignment Surgery & Establish MCC. I plan to employ Humans & Train them in Transferrable Skills. I also plan to employ humans suffering from illness & disease. MCC will observe COVID safe practices long after they have been discontinued by others. All Team Members will be required to wear PPE when in Production area.

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