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Someone wrote…
Right now I’m feeling good about myself and how I look — a rare occurrence becoming more common. Reading everyone else’s apprehensions is amazingly good therapy. However, living in San Francisco makes it easier to be a feminine guy and after flying back east for the holiday I’m left with this odd double life — being myself to my friends here, and not wanting to stir the applecart at home, so disguising myself back there. My sisters know the real me, my brothers don’t… I’m hoping Christmas 2013 can unify the two mes.
What’s your experience?
Posted by Freiya on January 28th, 2013 at 08:00 am
Category: your voice 3 comments »
January 28th, 2013 at 7:51 pm |
I can relate. At home I am Jennifer and my father’s daughter. Anywhere else and I am Able the boi. The only person who does not want to acknowledge my gender at all is my father. But we’ll see what happens when I legally change my name :P It’s hard, this double agent existence. My stepmom won’t call me Able in front of my dad but will call me Able when it’s just me and her. I call her a double agent.
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February 7th, 2013 at 5:14 pm |
Convenient illusions can preserve the peace, but they also postpone real understanding and growth. Sharing the truth is scary and can even be dangerous, but if you survive the exercise, the result is almost invariably preferable.
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tigr replied:
February 13th, 2013 at 3:19 am
So true -_-
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