It seems like a million years ago and just yesterday at the same time. I was 12 years old and it was undoubtedly the single most traumatic event of my youth. The devastating emotional impact lasted for many years after.
I first realized my desire to dress in women’s clothes at about the age of 3 or 4. I didn’t know what it all meant, but I knew enough to keep it a secret. It’s interesting that even at such a young age, the social taboo of crossdressing was already heavily cemented in my mind. It seems like from the time I was born, I was taught of the need to fit in to the socially accepted norm of the “male gender role” because of my genitals. How else would a 4 year old know to guard this little secret as if his life depended on it?
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I was initially planning on sitting this generation of gaming consoles out, but late last November (2008), I broke down and bought a Nintendo Wii. Although not impressed with the system itself or the direction Nintendo has taken in recent years, I just had to play Resident Evil 4 with the Wii remote’s aim-and-shoot capabilities. I also decided to have at Metroid Prime 3 after having played through the first two on my GameCube.
