An Egyptian Transwoman: Losing My Identity
Al Salam Alaykom Wa Rahmat Allaho Wa Barakato “God peace, and blessing upon you”
I decided to write my life story, and my
suffering during my childhood. I was born on 1995, on October 11th, in
Damam, Saudi Arabia. I had a wealthy family consisting of six boys and
girls, and I was the seventh. My family was very happy with me, as she
gave birth to me in the age of forty, and because I was the youngest of
my brothers and sisters. The doctor examined my genitals and said, this
is a boy, so they called me a boy’s name. I lived with my whole family
since then. At the age of five, my dad brought me a football, but I
didn’t like it. My dad took me to the toys store, I saw all the toys,
and I wanted nothing by the Barbie doll, with the blonde hair and the
pink dress. I said “I want that”, my father said,”No!” My dad took me
out, against my well, and I kept crying. I never had any toys until I
was seven years old. I went to the kinder garden, and it was a mixed
one. Boys used to play football, while I used to play with girls, acting
or tea time games. The teacher was confused, so she called my mother
and said, “Your son is the only boy playing with girls”.
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