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.
My dad is very strict and he wanted me to be disciplined but I was a mischievous and naughty boy. He was very angry with me for this reason and as a punishment he transferred me to a boarding school where my new life began. It was a very special type of school where even the most mischievous students were disciplined and excelled in studies and career. The school had many rules and if you break any rule, you get a punishment. The punishments were not physical, they were more inclined towards creating an psychological impact on the student so they don't repeat it again. Punishments like if the student throws trash in the premises, they will have to clean the floor for the whole day, and that's not all, the worst part is your picture will feature on the wall of shame. It took me a couple of punishments to make myself stay disciplined. Gradually things got going well and I adapted myself to my new life. The school had a rule where boys had to get a haircut every month on the same ...
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