Gender Reassignment Plea
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So here’s my story and if at the end of it you can at least slightly understand and or help in any way little or small… then I will forever be in your debt of gratefulness……..
Growing up at schooI, I was really antisocial I always knew that I was different I just never knew why. I just wanted to be by myself so that people didn’t know that I was different. However wanting to be on your own did make you different and was bullied throughout. In a way it helped build my resilience and make me a stronger person. I think everyone could pull out the bullying card at some point if they wanted.
The first time I was caught, I was about 11 years old, and everybody had left the house so I grabbed these clip on earrings of my mums and pink stillettos. Walking up and down the back garden path cockling all over in these heels was great. I loved the sound the heels made. I quickly put the shoes back exactly where they was. The earrings felt so comfortable I forgot I was wearing them ( A true Pat Butcher at heart!) Anyways I am sat watching Neighbours and my grandma walks in catching me wearing these clip in sunflower earrings. Mortified wasn’t the word, She laughed it off. Little did I know she became biggest supporter and would always kindly ask if I wanted to wear her clip on’s or try her make up whenever we was alone. I unfortunately I lost my only confidante, way before her time.
At the age of 16, I was outed as been gay by my Nokia 3310……..I Wasn’t clever enough to rename Paul who I had met on the only Freeserve gay chat room to Paula. The person I spent all of my top up credit on from doing three paper rounds (A guy I remained contact with and actually met in Brighton ten years later) Mum had read my messages whilst I was in the shower. It’s safe to say that I didn’t come out the closet but burst out of it…causing a glitter ball explosion in the 6th form crew room whilst usually wearing a Tammy girl belly top. Looking back I must have been a nightmare son, growing up in a quiet northern village. I was however been softly accepted as literally the only gay in the village regardless of the boundaries I pushed.
Twenty years on with Several gay bashing and eating disorders later I find myself again in an identity crisis. Maybe one that I have not wanted or allowed myself me to be. The one that I have tried to brush off.
Over the years I travelled all over the globe experimenting in my secret alone in accepted clubs, bars etc. It felt amazing just been able to do what I wanted, wearing what I wanted. Always searching charity shops to buy clothes for my “sister”. Finally accepting myself as trans eventually......my coming out story wasn’t so joyous. Been labelled the forever attention seeker…my new way of life was rejected by all near and close. I had never been so isolated in my life. Hate crime and torment and continual physical and verbal abuse forced me to relocate.
I have been living in the midlands now for over two years and had no contact from anyone in my previous life. This has been the worst years of my life in one sense yet the most liberating been able to live my true life. There is nothing in the world that I would change now apart from been able to fully transform to be my true self…………Caroline.
Gender Reassignment Surgery is very much under- funded in the United Kingdom and the waiting lists are as you can imagine as long as a wizards sleeve. I have been undergoing therapy and hormone replacement treatment. Although I have endured a very lonely experience as Caroline, the Trans community have been ever so supportive and I am feeling more focussed than ever to fulfil my life. I have done lots of research and have found a well renowned surgeon to be able to carry out the procedures I require. I have £7500 in savings yet require another £5000 to be able to go ahead. IF any such kind person can chip in even just a pound I would be forever grateful. Truly and honestly. Apart from releasing my burden off of the NHS you would be making my life complete. Being a proud individual this is very hard for me to ask but I believe in Karma and PROMISE to repay peoples acts of kindness with future acts of kindness. Please help an aging wanting to be lady a very happy one. Thank you x
Growing up at schooI, I was really antisocial I always knew that I was different I just never knew why. I just wanted to be by myself so that people didn’t know that I was different. However wanting to be on your own did make you different and was bullied throughout. In a way it helped build my resilience and make me a stronger person. I think everyone could pull out the bullying card at some point if they wanted.
The first time I was caught, I was about 11 years old, and everybody had left the house so I grabbed these clip on earrings of my mums and pink stillettos. Walking up and down the back garden path cockling all over in these heels was great. I loved the sound the heels made. I quickly put the shoes back exactly where they was. The earrings felt so comfortable I forgot I was wearing them ( A true Pat Butcher at heart!) Anyways I am sat watching Neighbours and my grandma walks in catching me wearing these clip in sunflower earrings. Mortified wasn’t the word, She laughed it off. Little did I know she became biggest supporter and would always kindly ask if I wanted to wear her clip on’s or try her make up whenever we was alone. I unfortunately I lost my only confidante, way before her time.
At the age of 16, I was outed as been gay by my Nokia 3310……..I Wasn’t clever enough to rename Paul who I had met on the only Freeserve gay chat room to Paula. The person I spent all of my top up credit on from doing three paper rounds (A guy I remained contact with and actually met in Brighton ten years later) Mum had read my messages whilst I was in the shower. It’s safe to say that I didn’t come out the closet but burst out of it…causing a glitter ball explosion in the 6th form crew room whilst usually wearing a Tammy girl belly top. Looking back I must have been a nightmare son, growing up in a quiet northern village. I was however been softly accepted as literally the only gay in the village regardless of the boundaries I pushed.
Twenty years on with Several gay bashing and eating disorders later I find myself again in an identity crisis. Maybe one that I have not wanted or allowed myself me to be. The one that I have tried to brush off.
Over the years I travelled all over the globe experimenting in my secret alone in accepted clubs, bars etc. It felt amazing just been able to do what I wanted, wearing what I wanted. Always searching charity shops to buy clothes for my “sister”. Finally accepting myself as trans eventually......my coming out story wasn’t so joyous. Been labelled the forever attention seeker…my new way of life was rejected by all near and close. I had never been so isolated in my life. Hate crime and torment and continual physical and verbal abuse forced me to relocate.
I have been living in the midlands now for over two years and had no contact from anyone in my previous life. This has been the worst years of my life in one sense yet the most liberating been able to live my true life. There is nothing in the world that I would change now apart from been able to fully transform to be my true self…………Caroline.
Gender Reassignment Surgery is very much under- funded in the United Kingdom and the waiting lists are as you can imagine as long as a wizards sleeve. I have been undergoing therapy and hormone replacement treatment. Although I have endured a very lonely experience as Caroline, the Trans community have been ever so supportive and I am feeling more focussed than ever to fulfil my life. I have done lots of research and have found a well renowned surgeon to be able to carry out the procedures I require. I have £7500 in savings yet require another £5000 to be able to go ahead. IF any such kind person can chip in even just a pound I would be forever grateful. Truly and honestly. Apart from releasing my burden off of the NHS you would be making my life complete. Being a proud individual this is very hard for me to ask but I believe in Karma and PROMISE to repay peoples acts of kindness with future acts of kindness. Please help an aging wanting to be lady a very happy one. Thank you x
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Caroline Eskreet
Organisator
Caroline Escreet
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