Note: Is that "Click Bait", Yes, if that title got you to read this (Spoiler: {Highlight to read} I've been Cured of (The illnesses caused by) Being "Transgender)

This is an emergency Update, because of one of the "Changes Of Perception" that inspired the format I've chosen for my Autobiography.
I started writing that with the words inspired by finding a Title for my life Story that encapsulated the "Non Human" life I've lead while observing those people I feared so much I refused to become human, even though that was the original plan.

The DNA of two humans were merged to create this baby boy body full of wrongness, but it never felt comfortable, "Something" didn't Fit right.
That was the wrongness & every moment second, minute, day, week, month year, decade I have lived with it growing worse.

From before I can remember
is the road block I've been hitting with everything & it wasn't even scratched.

I finally broke though at 01:00 this morning.
60 Years 10 Months 16 days exactly from my birth

I now understand why I can't & this is what is new, will never remember the trauma that started so young I was just a bundle of raw emotions.
Memory takes reason & thinking, that must have started I think, but it doesn't really matter so much.

If you've read my recent posts, those scrambled babblngs pouring out I couldn't stop that compulsion to start talking about my life, even to strangers in real life, as well as online all over the place.

You will know my Diagnosis should be this, with unknown cause.
ME/CFS (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome)

That often starts with a wave of exhaustion wrapped up in the wrongness of toxic masculinity fueled by the toxic testosterone my balls produce.

The very condition that was caused by my finally understanding that I was born Transgender in 2018, age 54.
Today at 01:00 this morning.
60 Years 10 Months 16 days exactly from my birth

I felt that wave of exhaustion again, but for the 1st time in 7 years It went away & has not YET returned (early days, but hopeful).
That might have killed me. it was that bad, make a brew, two days to recover, showers a week at best, month the worst.

On top of the wrongness I was on the very same abyss & I felt it, I did NOT remember, but that was the Abyss I fell into at 14 & beneath that with nothing to remember to grasp at I know it happened before I could form the thoughts to remember anything.

I'm Uhuru N’Uru the Dark Elven Sissy & Anti-Social Socialist living among humans, I feel like an alien observer on the mess these infant humans are making of this planet. I say something about "Socialism every Sentence I type drips with my socialist principles.

Now I want too be human & for the first time I have feelings that feel human, not alien.
Busy day, want to show this site & this page to mum, later today, after helping my brother.
Tomorrow is Gender day for me, when I get to speak to the Rightness juice Doctor's at last & get my hormone boobs, at last.

Story is coming & it's been a wild ride & I think it can help others cope with "A Perception Of Wrongness" & maybe ME/CFS as well.

I will NEVER be a Woman, I can be a Sissy, limp & useless, the balls on a cute chain between my hormone boobies.
Just because I know where every boy is looking in lust (as they ALWAYS do), when they realise all at once, what lies between.

They will wince in unison (as They ALWAYS do), in sympathy I reject, because though I kept the baubles to tease them, they were causing me harm until I removed them & made them feminine.

Lucky for them, I'm 60, never be 16 again, shame, fun fantasy, still might do that, just for a laugh.
By girls got a new life to create, stories coming after I start my transition on Thursday (but that's the start, story has to be lived before it can be written in an autobiography.

Got some catching up too do, on that living a Transgender life I never asked for, or wanted.
I want that life RIGHT NOW!