Since a very young age I knew I was different. It was like being two different people. It wasn’t until one afternoon I crossed a bridge so to speak. I found the courage to try on a pair of red full lace panties of my mother. It felt normal something right for me. This opened my mine to exploring this more and through the years i came to understand this was part of me. It wasn’t until I was in my 30s that did I discovered that I was born intersexed. Meaning I had both sexes and the Drs picked boy for me. Even thou my parents wanted me to be a girl. In my male life I am a type A someone people follow. In private I am a fem feeling softness and open to exploring my sexual side of being a gurl. The conflict has been hard on me and on those close to me. Not sure when and how this will all end, but i will continue to work at being myself whatever that is.
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