A lexicon just for me

Trying to understand myself took many years. I wasn't a man who puts on a dress on occasion but I wasn't April Ashley or Geena Rocero either and so I needed to find language which satiated my curiosity and which allowed me to find peace. Even as I knew I existed on the cusp of transsexualism I settled on the abbreviation trans because I found nothing better. Yes, reading all the research helped but it still wasn't enough to just familiarize myself with the limited science I felt compelled to voraciously digest.

Finding yourself is pivotal because without that self comprehension you won't know how to proceed. It's not just about finding a descriptor but about the soul searching process where that descriptor actually means something to you.


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