raypidz-50302895 @raypidz-50302895
It was the early 80s when I first started my journey. Born and raised in West Berlin during the height of the Cold War era, it was quite an experience growing up amidst the tensions between the East and West Germanys.
I had always felt like something wasn't quite right about me, even as a child. My parents, both strong-willed individuals who came from working-class families, were traditionalists at heart and didn't really understand my feelings about my gender identity. They sent me to see a psychiatrist when I was 16, thinking that it would help me "cure" myself of these desires.
Of course, this approach did nothing but make things worse for me. It made me feel ashamed of who I was and led me to try to hide my true self from the world. But I couldn't escape who I truly was, and by the time I hit 30, I knew that I had no choice but to transition if I wanted to be happy.
