I think my mother jabbed me with a knife with the half known idea of turning me into a boy. I think she heard a voice that put a lot of pressure on her to have a son. Mental illness can be so sad. But, the closer I am to the truth, the easier happiness happens. I do not blame my mother. She was ill and a victim herself.
Did you want to have surgery to change into a boy?
No. I did not like surgery. I was a tomboy, though.
Do you think you were a tomboy in the hopes your father would like you more? If I remember correctly your father was the same as mine in that they didn’t like “girls?”
Yes, I got the idea that being a boy would please them.
I don’t know if my top post is true or fantasy, now. But it is definitely delusional. Because I think, now, that I decided to punish my mother because I wasn’t a boy.
Why punish your mother, it’s technically your dad’s fault.
He’s the one who determines the sex of the child.
Partly because she thought she should be punished. I’ve heard women say that they felt like they failed when they had a girl. It’s a common thought.