The standards that I had to measure up to as a young
boy were set by the family religion, the expectation that I would follow my
father’s example, and society. I knew who I was, but also knew being
myself would make me a disappointment. I had an undeniable identity, but
knew I would be humiliated if anyone found out about it.
Rebecca grew up in a Mormon family. From a very young age she felt she should have been a girl. Life was even more complicated when, in her senior year, she had feelings for a boy in her school. Imagine the struggles and conflict inside of her. In this post, Rebecca shares her story and how it relates to her Thoughts on Pride Month.
Lunch with a friend as Marian
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I'm moving with the help of pain killers these days, and can't wait until I
return from my trip to let the doctors get at me. Today could be the last ...
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