I have a two-inch scar near my wrist. My father hit me, whilst holding an axe twenty years ago.
My father was normally cautious leaving a mark on me. The physical and verbal abuse began at the tender age of six when my father took me to see a child psychologist who diagnosed me with Gender Identity Disorder in Children (GIDC) and equated with mental health. I did not understand in pre puberty that biologically I was not the sex I was born with. I did not understand the social rejection from my father and classmates. My father did not believe in femininity in boys or men.
I attempted suicide twice but failed in the mid 1980's. I was unhappy and repressed. I was unable to live a life as a transgender person. I was forced by mother a strict orthodox Christian to look after my father who became physically ill in his prime until his death. I was not able to reconcile with him or forgive him for the decades of physical abuse.
I am now meeting for the first time people from the transgender people and receiving therapy from a transgender person. I hope I can now close the door on my past and move on.