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The camera zooms into the shocked, frozen face with a dramatic orchestral crescendo. Well, when my one and only epiphany struck me just eight weeks ago today. There were no cameras, and the only music playing was “You’ll be back” from Hamilton.
Then I realise those are not my dreams but memories of my past.
It was a sunny day. I turned the left rear corner of a white wooden garage and pushed between bushes on my right and the garage wall. Reaching the front corner, I saw a small backyard lawn and the rear of an arrow-flight house. Immediately in front of me were two wooden lawn chairs, as white as the garage, with vertical and oblique slats in a fan-pattern for backs.
I also have on many occasions emailed the gender gp for advice and have had a good response to my communications.
We think its brilliant, so we asked her if we could share her story with our community – she said yes.
As a small child, I never felt that I had to conform to gender stereotypes. No one ever had anything to say about what I chose to wear or how I wanted to spend my time, they just let me be myself.