Early- mid 1990’s, tragedy struck.
I decided to seek medical help to transition from male to female.
I was placed on hormone tablets, which worked.
Several months in, I noticed my body changing, but I still saw a male.
My moods fluctuated. My emotions were rampant.
Thankfully, my sex drive stayed non-existent, although I still prefered females over males.
2001, I took the step of living full time as a female.
Megan Wilma Jensen was born.
My Father & some Friends refused to accept me as Megan. This resulted in me doubting myself too.
I finally found work as a Kitchenhand, but was sexually harrassed by other Gay staff members.
I then found rewarding work for a charity, which helps save lives. Late 2002, we helped after a major event.
I donated all of my overtime back to the charity.
The hormones were doing their job, but I still had to shave my face every few days.
My body changes were very subtle, I had to wear push up bras.
2004, I decided that being a female was not for me.
I was sick of crying for no reason, my strength weakened, I felt like I didn’t belong to either gender.
Honestly, I felt worthless, A Waste Of Space, I wanted To Die.
This is end of part 2. I will upload part 3 soon.
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