backstory, backstory, backstory

One thing I fucking hate about being trans is that the socially accepted convention in Western societies is that the trannie reveals all, painting a tragic picture of a society that wasn't ready for their way of being. Then everyone else feigns sympathy. It's a rather tired dance in 2024. Frankly, it's not necessarily relevant how persistent the cross-gender identification is, particularly if you're not pushing for a medical transition. I'm a classic case: got teased for being effeminate, identified with girls, but I also picked up quite a few tricks about being a man that came in handy. I'm a composer and writer, after all, and there was a part of me that felt as if producing women's pictures (yes, that's a real phrase) might satisfy my yearnings, because there was a phase when I was a student where I wasn't crossdressing very much. After taking psychedelics, I was much keener to bring out that side of myself. My life as Amanda hasn't been glamorous or expensive, but despite my moaning I've generally enjoyed the Dak saga (particularly the cool stuff that happened off-screen).