Early life

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    My story continued. First a bit of background. I was brought up in n Wales in a small village where everybody knew everybody. My parents were strict chapel goers as was most of the village.

    My first memories come from about the age of 6. I can clearly remember wishing I could go to bed and wake up in the morning as a girl. I used to think thst if I were a good boy today God would turn me into a girl. I didnt have anybody I could talk to certainly not my parents. So I used to go to bed hoping to wake up as a girl. 

    More to come soon.

     

    Love Debbie xxxxxx

     

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