OK, I will try to keep my biography brief. fingers crossed
I was a quiet child. In the car, when my parents would drive me places, I would often demand that they did not talk to me, so that I could just be my own company in my head. Only in the car though. Maybe because you are essentially trapped in the car and you can't just walk into another room? I used to read a lot, loved playing sports (I played soccer, football, baseball, hockey, and basketball) and being outside, loved using my imagination in terms of drawing and writing and "playing pretend" as we called it. I was into arts and crafts, video games... basically I didn't discriminate between "masculine" and "feminine" games or toys. I remember that I used to on occasion experiment (in that weird pre-sexual childish way) with my mother's clothes, and one time my grandmother caught me in her dresser and yelled at me pretty harshly.
I used to torture animals--frogs, specifically. When I was five or six, I nailed one to a cross. It was a confusing and morbid tribute to Jesus. I continued killing frogs for fun probably until I was ten or so. All of this frog killing was done with friends. We would catch them and throw them as high as we could so that they would land with a satisfying splash in the pond. There was a turtle in the pond that we would feed frogs to. One time we caught a turtle with a fishing pole and a frog as bait and I felt awful when we had to cut the line and the turtle went back into the pond, hook in mouth.
I grew up in the Catholic Church. I remember that at the age of ten or eleven, I developed a very serious and very crippling fear of Satan. I couldn't bear to be alone in the dark and I reverted to the childishness of sleeping with a nightlight or with the door open. I would pray fervently before sleeping, asking God to not let Satan possess me or any of my family members. I thought I was possessed for a brief period and I would try to roll my eyes up into my head and would think about murder.
I think that's all the weird childhood stuff.
I love my parents, and I appreciate everything that they have ever done for me. They support me tremendously. I don't see eye to eye with them on a lot of things (essentially they are old fashioned and I'm hip and young) but I know that they have good hearts and I respect that.
My first girlfriend was my high school sweetheart. Those times in high school were incredible (despite the nearly nonexistent sexlife), but as we left high school and moved onto college we grew apart, broke up (but still hooked up and hung out) and basically for the next few years did everything we could to make the other hate us. I had another girlfriend when I was 19 who was massively depressed and that was just a horrible sad situation all around. I learned depression from her. My current girlfriend is incredible, wonderfully supportive of me, beautiful, amazing in bed, funny as hell, and sweet a person as you'll ever meet. To put it as eloquently as possible, I'mma wife dat ho.
Today, I am still a quiet guy until you get to know me. I still love to read, I love playing sports, I love the outdoors, and I still have slight gender identity issues. I'm essentially a straight male, but crossdressing is fun and really I can get down with anybody regardless of their genitals. I'm agnostic with elementary-level Buddhist leanings. I love this planet; it's a fucking miracle. The Universe is a fucking miracle.
I don't torture animals. I'm not particularly upset when things die, as I know that they will go back into the Earth and be "reborn" in a sense.
Shit. I wanted to keep that short. Thanks again for reading all that if you read it. If anyone has specific questions, I'm an open book guys.
