Boarding School (part 1)
Boarding school. I'd be 15. A sophomore. And I was FINALLY free to be away from restrictions, rules and conversations. At least the ones my mom had with me. "This is my chance" he thought. I.. thought. We were wrong.
Boarding school brought a whole new set of problems for us. For me. I wasn't ready for any of them. But I was old enough to realize that what I had been feeling was more than just a "tomboy" phase. This wasn't going away. HE wasn't going away.
It was a private, Traditional Roman Catholic school. A historic building that was once home to Jesuit Monks. Now it was home to the Nuns, Priests and Brothers who would be my teachers and substitute parental figures. And for the next 2 years, it would be my home.
We lived in the basement level with 2 nuns as our "den" mothers. My twin sister would be with me, but even that provided me little comfort.
The school was segregated by stairwell, lunch room, boarding house, even some classes. Girls on one side and boys on the other. The most social interaction we had with the opposite sex was during some classes or outside in the"breezeway"- as we called it- after school was out. But even then, we were allotted a time frame and a curfew to be back in "The Villa" (girls' dormitory). We had dinner every night, rosary, homework and down time in the family room where we could watch edited movies, play- or pretend to play- the piano, Super Mario Bros., and just generally do...WHATEVER it is that girls do...in a group together.
I was conflicted. Glad I could wear whatever clothes I wanted (except to church and during school, skirts/dresses and uniforms were mandatory for females). I could wear my hair in a ponytail as often as I wanted, and just maybe, be more free to be me. To be.. him. Without criticism. I could be him in the littlest ways without giving away my secret. But every time, I brought myself back to her, back to... reality. Who was I kidding? I wanted to hide. And there was something else. I was about to share space with 10-12 other girls. For the next 2 years.
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