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:ID: 0d323248-dd31-440c-975c-cc05d32f23d2
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:ROAM_ALIASES: Autobiography
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#+title: Autobiography
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#+subtitle: A memoir
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#+filetags: :project:autobiography:
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#+latex_class: book
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* Theme
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* Introduction
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Hi there, I'm Correl. I'm a trans woman, and this is my story.
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* Building the Closet
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I struggle to remember what set the wheels in motion that led to me ordering
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women's clothing on eBay. Perhaps it was memories from cosplaying and
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crossplaying at Otakon: the exhiliration of it, the joy of expressing a
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different side of myself. I was in a painful place, having been unemployed for
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months with my severance dwindling. I had nothing but free time alone with
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myself and my depression. Perhaps, feeling so emasculated and left to perform
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more traditionally feminine-coded work around the apartment, I felt due to
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embody the part. Not that I enjoyed doing most of the chores any more than I did
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when my father made me do them for him before.
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Buying clothes online presented a risk of being found out when they arrived, but
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I did have the benefit of being home when they'd likely arrive, and it was far
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easier than facing the unthinkable anxiety of trying to go buy anything in
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person. I also didn't want to pour a bunch of money into it. I ended up buying a
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cheap lot of colorful tops and skirts, and a couple mixed collections of panties
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and thongs. Nothing too fancy or particularly stylish, but I had some stuff to
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mix and match.
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* Notes :noexport:
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** Theme
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It is possible to rebuild yourself authentically from the darkest of places.
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* Events
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** Events
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- [[id:ec1129c7-6121-41ca-9e73-daa37d04bd93][Memory is weird]]
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- Youth / Living with Mom
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- Divorce
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- [[id:5dddbae0-ddc1-4fa8-b824-113731ca9d64][Being transgender]]
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- Engagement
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* Topics
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- Expectations
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** Topics
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- [[id:9936dbb9-cc93-4b81-977c-97643c62d1f7][Societal Expectations]]
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- [[id:92241371-3c99-494f-a518-41914e714cea][Escapism]]
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- Isolation
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- Identity
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what I thought a man ought to be. Not so much by hypermasculinizing myself (I
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never felt particularly masculine in the first place, didn't see the point in
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trying to appear so, and didn't care enough to put in the huge effort needed to
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try), but by trying to play the masculine role I thought I was meant to fill. As
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try), but by trying to play the masculine role I thought I was [[id:9936dbb9-cc93-4b81-977c-97643c62d1f7][meant to fill]]. As
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a boyfriend, as a husband, as a [[id:69e5f8cb-0e60-451c-8906-1749b6fd6c7a][breadwinner]], and as a bit of a prick. Maybe
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that's part of why it was so crushing when I lost my job in 2009. I felt
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useless, emasculated, unwanted, and broken. It was in that low period of my
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life, while I was stuck in my apartment alone while Jen (just my girlfriend at
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the time) worked to pay our bills, that I really started exploring and finding
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comfort in [[id:325b3e32-6a92-481a-b5dd-8464f491856a][cross-dressing]].
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comfort in [[id:3c4bf0f6-46c3-4c8b-8f16-98795488f815][Closeted Cross-Dressing]].
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Jen would say I acted like a whole different person when I was presenting as a
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woman back then. That never sat right with me, I felt more like myself if
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:END:
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#+title: Societal Expectations
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:ID: 3c4bf0f6-46c3-4c8b-8f16-98795488f815
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:END:
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#+title: Closeted Cross-Dressing
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I struggle to remember what set the wheels in motion that led to me ordering
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some collections of clothing on eBay. Perhaps it was memories from cosplaying
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and [[id:6f71c239-bedc-4842-8dd6-ea067d62daf5][crossplaying]] at Otakon, the exhiliration of it, the joy of expressing a
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different side of myself. I was in a painful place, having been unemployed for
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months with my severance dwindling. I had nothing but free time alone with
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myself and my depression. Perhaps, feeling so emasculated and left to perform
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more traditionally feminine-coded work around the apartment, I felt due to
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embody the part. Not that I enjoyed doing most of the chores any more than I did
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when my father made me do them for him before. Buying clothes online presented a
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risk of being found out when they arrived, but I did have the benefit of being
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home when they'd likely arrive, and it was far easier than facing the
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unthinkable anxiety of trying to go buy anything in person. I also didn't want
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to pour a bunch of money into it. I ended up buying a cheap lot of colorful tops
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and skirts, and a couple mixed collections of panties and thongs. Nothing too
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fancy or particularly stylish, but I had some stuff to mix and match.
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:END:
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#+title: Crossplaying
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From tights, to watching Phil portray Faye, to buying (cheap) silicone breast
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forms to dress as Ukyo, to cosplaying Bridget.
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