The Damage has been done
I had a realization in the shower. It came to me with my usual train of thought, why am I so weird, and what not. I then remember in 1st grade, that 4 of us in Mrs. Diamant's class were selected to undergo some sort of counseling. The exact nature, I am sort of unsure of right now until I can recall more clearly what happened. I just remember a lot of being told how to act like a "gentleman", and "this is how men do", and "this is how you should present yourself", and "this is how you should talk".
I wasn't very masculine in elementary school, at least, not in the first couple years. And I remember one of the other boys were also sort of femme, but but after a few weeks, he was excused because "he was blind". The other two, well, they weren't femme, but they sure as hell weren't feeling a pressure to socially conform. I remember liking them for that quality.
It'll come back to me.
I wasn't very masculine in elementary school, at least, not in the first couple years. And I remember one of the other boys were also sort of femme, but but after a few weeks, he was excused because "he was blind". The other two, well, they weren't femme, but they sure as hell weren't feeling a pressure to socially conform. I remember liking them for that quality.
It'll come back to me.