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WSD !m2cp3rR5zw started this discussion 10 years ago#52,676
This is a little story I invented and like to tell. It has started to spread among the TS community because it is so fitting... I actually had it told to me once by someone who heard it from someone who heard it from someone who heard it from me! I call it, "Your Bell Going Off".
You see, every transsexual is like a thoroughbred horse. A thoroughbred is born and bred to do one thing... to run. Its genetics combine with its training, but you are talking about an animal simply born to run. Have you ever been to the horse races? At first, the horses are in their stalls being groomed. They know this place, they know these smells and these sounds and these people. They know that sooner or later, a bell will go off and they will run. But for now, they are safe in their stall, surrounded by comfortable things, they have time.
Soon, they are saddled and taken for a walk, down past the people and onto the track. The jockey mounts them and they know that the bell is getting closer. The do not know exactly when the bell is going to go off, but they know it will go off soon. They get a bit more excited, anxious. There is a nervous spring in their step, and anxiety begins to mount.
Then they are taken to the track. They know this track, this dirt. They perk up and it takes a jockey and another rider to keep him calm, he knows the time is coming... soon, he does not know exactly when, but soon, the bell will go off. Then he is placed in the gate... he jumps and bucks, the excitement is feverish, it’s close! He can tell! The jockey holds him in tight and tries to calm him, but he knows soon, the bell will go off. Then, suddenly, the bell goes off. And what does that horse do? Does he sit and wait, relax? Kick back and saunter out of the gate? No, he runs. And he runs like hell. He runs like hell because that is what he was born to do, when the bell goes off. Transsexuals are like thoroughbreds... when their bell goes off, they run like hell too.
Crossdressers, “transgenders”, transvestites, and she-males, they are horses, but they are not thoroughbreds... their bell never goes off. All TS’s will hear that bell go off sooner or later, or they are not a TS. And when that bell goes off, they run... they have no choice in the matter... it is what they were born to do. As you approach 40 and all the things combine... the lack of testosterone, your age and mortality, your biological duties fulfilled, your feminine side screaming at you to explore and live the way you were meant to... your bell goes off... you have to live as a woman or put a bullet in your head.
When your bell goes off, you simply shut down. It is very similar to a nervous breakdown where all systems fail at once. You are helpless, it is not a choice. You realize that you can no longer function in society as a male, at all. You can no longer function as a male physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, sexually, or financially... all maleness disappears, all the years of pent-up femininity explode, and the conflict completely and totally shuts you down. It is agonizing, it is real, and it is NOT a choice. Your body tells you... your bell goes off, and you run. You become a woman or you commit suicide. It is not something you hope for or want, trust me.
So, here you are... what it is to become a woman. Most of you are here because you have this choice to make, you want more info and you think it would be cool to be a woman. I hear it all the time, how it must be wonderful to be living as I always hoped, how great it must be to wear women’s clothes all the time, how proud they are of me for my courage, how great I am for handling it so well. And I am sick to death over all the comments about the "choice" I made. It is not a choice... there is no wonder to be found in clothing, and it has nothing to do with courage. It’s genetic and hormonal, your bell either goes off or it doesn’t, and if it does, you either run or you hang yourself.