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Life turned around and many troubles
Being turned into a sissy should have been a happy and wonderfull experience after years of dreaming to be able to dress like i want, not sterile manly but colorfull girly outfits, dresses and skirts, finally be happy with myself. Well the truth is that the feeling of the woman clothing is the most amazing feeling there is. After more than 40 years wear what i alway wanted and not hide myself in boring business style Gentlemans clothing. And life like this would be wonderfull was it not that the peopl in the neighboorhood see this as a oppertunity to destroy my happiness by calling me names, and that i can have, but trowing rocks tru my Windows, slice the wheels of my bike, jump on the spoken of the wheels to make the bikes useless, write text on my house and trow egg and garbage against the house. Behind my back tell all kind of lies about me and send police childcare and more government departements to my door to make my life ass miserable as possible. Only because they dont like the changes i make that are so important for me. In 1 minute all the things i did for the community like sponsorships, donations for foodcare, presents on 5 December for hundreds of Kids with parents that have a low budget, Clothing for Kids Just before the cold winter came around the corner and many many more things to help the community and try to give everyone a better life.
All the years i did that were in 5 minutes out of the picture when i came outside in a dress. A small and wonderfull Village changed in 5 minutes in a split community with on 1 side 50% that stayed nice and friendly and on the other side a group of idiote that really have smaller brains as Deep fried fishes that see something changing and think out of the 2 braincells they have that it is nice to make someones life that was not a bit happy inside me for 42 years even more miserable in the years i finally hoped that i would be accepted like always and could be starting my New happy life.
All i now can think is ; why can people not be themselves qnd get a chance on happiness when finally after many years a special girl made me think in the year we live in we could dress different to be happy. I can tell you. There are sweet people who see you for who you are and not for how you dress. only the nice people you greet and sometimes talk with. The brainles on the other side are to scared to say it in your face or destro your property without running away after they do something, like babies who shit their diapers.
Why do we even allow these type of folks to stay in our communities. Cant we put them.together in a mental institute?
Would not everyone feel much happier that way
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Niek&Nicole
Ik ben een sociale geile boy tgirl sissy die houdt van sex. Ik geef heerlijk massage, houdt van een goede pijpbeurt en veel m…
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