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Jenipher

Hello, my name is Jenipher but not all the time was like this, I am a transgender woman. Since I have memory remember to crave women's clothes, the first time I wore women's clothing was at 4 years old, my father does not live with me. he was very angry to see me like that and I remember perfectly what he said to me "men do not wear women's clothes, that's just the fags", I panic because what made me happy, was wrong for my family. I had to lead a false life (being a man), at the age of 8 years my parents separated, when I entered high school I left the closet as Gay, over time I began to have a very feminine attitude and my family did not like. I had started to wear makeup and wore effeminate clothes. They said if you're going to be gay, I'd be like the gays in men's attire, and I had to go back to that fake personality that I was wearing when my body began to develop a manly body. I was terrified, I stopped eating because I believed that if I did not eat my body it would not develop that way, I went into purgative anorexia at 15 years old, I fell into a coma for 2 weeks, in the course of time I went to the psychologist for 3 years Where the diagnosis was dysphoria of gender, he spoke to me about what a trans person was, that was where everything was clearer than water. Today I have 11 months since I started my transition and I am proud of what I am, my family loves me and everything is more than perfect in my life.








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