Hello my name is joe and i am currently a male, however, i wish to become a sophisticated female. Although i know my wish will never come true because of certain people in the world we live in today. I dress as a female on weekends and in my free time after school. Furthermore, on Tuesday 3rd November 2004 i was seen by one of class mates but not just any class mate it was my best friend...
Even though i wasn't recognised at first i knew i was in for a world of torment when he finally realised it was me. At school I was immediately judge by the strange clothing i had worn during my free time. Whilst at school i was bullied by everyone because they couldn't accept the fact that even though i'm still me, i like to dress as my female alter ego.
By the end of my last school year as at wits end and was waiting for the next beating which could essentially start a downward spiral into depression. At university i wore what i wanted and was accepted by the friends i had made but i was still judged by those who saw fit to punish any one who didn't fit with their ideal life or their view of how the world should be.
When it came to my first job interview i was shaking with nerves because i may not get the job due my choice in clothing. At the end of the interview i knew i didn't get the job just by the disgusted look on the interviewers face when i entered the room. I knew that i would never get a job as long as i continued to dress the way i do and i'm not changing because everyone else is so narrow minded that they can't see past the way thing were.
Back at home i realised that this is the way i will always be treated due to my clothing preferences. It was at this time that i decided that suicide was the only option. I was still living with my parents in the same room that i had grown up in.
I was one of the lucky ones! My mum found me before i was completely dead and got me to the hospital just in time. It was at this time that i told my parents everything that had ever happened to me since i was found out as a cross dresser. When i was finished they were looking at me with shocked faces as they had no idea that this was happening to their own son when they weren't looking. When i got out of the hospital i was put in therapy and it was there that i realised that this was what i needed to do. I was going to be a therapist for children that were or are abused at high school due something that they may not have even had a choice in.
