So I apologize for this, but I can't help but think about this whenever anyone tells me their life story. Sue me.
We interrupt this blog to bring you Natalie!
Abandoned as a pup, she was found by Muriel and her husband Eustace Bagge!
(BAAAAAH)
90s Cartoons aside (Oh, how I love them) Here's a bit of background about me.
So, before February of this year (at the crisp young age of 18) I had no idea who I was and didn't have any idea of what the terms Transgender, lgbt, pansexual, or really anything queer related meant. Gay people were people you saw on tv who really liked musicals. Trans* folk were a mockery one might have seen on Jerry Springer in the 90s.
I was a stereotypical (mostly) heterosexual dude,who sometimes, for inexplicable reasons wished he was a girl, liked to dress up in girls clothes, and sometimes found other dudes ridiculously attractive.
(I mean, DAMN, who can not be attracted to this?)
This was sort of strange (In a rainbows and glitter sort of way), so I went off to military college where I could quietly repress my feelings in peace.
(And yes this is me, unfortunately)
As it turns out that doesn't work out as well as one might think.
Fast forward a few months of rigorous training, and in general, hating life.
I was on Reddit one night after lights out (If you don't know what Reddit is, and value your free time, I suggest not googling it, or if you do know about reddit then I'll assume you know when the narwhal bacons.), when I saw Ohbear's Transition timeline.
(How did you get to be so damn hot? I mean, hormones are magic, but daaaamn girl.)
Cue "Holy shit what am I doing with my life" moment.
Everything sort of clicked. It was that moment in the movie where you finally know for certain who dun it, and it was the person you least expected. Suddenly my life made a hell of a lot more sense.
And so I subsequently did a bunch of research, left the military school, transferred to a college near where I'm from and started transitioning.
Hurray for me:
A. Recognizing absolutely awful life-changing bad ideas like joining the army,
and
B. Recognizing really good ideas like, oh I dunno, realizing who the hell I am.
So yeah. There's a bit of exposition, so you know me a bit better.
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