Always having been the shy, scrawny boy at school with the ponytail, the other boys had occasionally
Always having been the shy, scrawny boy at school with the ponytail, the other boys had occasionally teased me, insinuating I was a fairy or having light jokes at my expense. I would come to so fear that they would find out how true the accusation of being a fairy really was. How if they were to have seen me on a regular weekend, at home with my mother, they would have struggled to imagine I was anything other than a teenage girl. How on a weekend, I would seldom be without makeup, and seldom in anything other dresses or skirts. -- source link