Van Helen

I've been in constant discomfort with my body since i was a child, my mom used to bring it to my attention any time i would dress like a boy that i wouldn't be socially accepted and people would pick on me. i was put into ballet when i was 5 and wasn't allowed to drop until i got to pointe at 16, it was terrible. i've never told my mom that i have wanted to be a boy, my friends all knew i preferred being called boy names (nomi, Denny) but it wasn't until last month (august) i told my mother i wanted to live the rest of my life as a man. she didn't take it well at all, i've been letting it die quietly, after she and my 2 aunts had a conference call, them 3 against me, i folded. i told my mom anything she wanted to hear "im sorry i wanted to be a boy mom, i know who i am, im a girl im Helen! i never want to hurt you ever again" it hurt so much to see my mom cry, but it hurts waking up in the morning and seeing i have breasts on my chest and not being happy being called 'helen', its a pathetic thing to be right now. i want to become Dennis Alan Bradley so badly, he's so much happier than i am in this body. i don't have a sexual preference, i just want to be me! i want chest surgery and i want hormone therapy; but most of all i want a family like this to speak to and come to for proper guidance!