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uniqueness

We are all so incredibly unique that we don’t realize it until we are older. Those younger years are spent trying to fit in and find our way in this strange world of ours.

Some of us tend to be more pleasers than others as we grapple to find a public persona that we can sell to society. It is only after many years have passed that we realise we should have been establishing and emphasizing our uniqueness from the outset rather than our conformity.

It’s easy from where I sit now to speak like this and I am so impressed by young individuals who manage to establish an honest reflection of their identity early on. They may face resistance but they insist and finally earn a grudging respect from people who normally wouldn't approve of them.

Not everyone is going to like or accept you but then this isn’t the aim of life and neither is it to stand out for its own sake. The aim is to claim authenticity and be yourself which is much easier said than done. The type of parenting we received and the culture we grew up in had massive influence on our path and the key becomes to lift that veil and recognise how much of it was helpful versus stunting to our development.

My path towards carving an identity as a trans person has been painstaking and directly related to my beginnings and to my character. That uniqueness I possess was simultaneously stunted and encouraged through my childhood as I tried to find my bearings.

Ultimately the onus was on me to recognise that I could no longer live a lie for there is nothing quite so onerous as self deception. I am a transsexual and always have been which is not so much news as it is information which is today that much further entrenched in my mind.


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