Why was it so hard to tell my mother the truth about how I wanted to be a girl my whole life ?

A male age , *issyJoanne69 writes:

I found myself interested in girl's clothes as far back as I can remember. I rarely went outside other then to go to school and even then, I was laughed at and made fun of. One day when I was about 14, my mother asked me if I was wearing mascara, I had just got done dressing up and cleaning my face off of all of my makeup. My mom made me go outside to play. While I was sitting on our porch steps, a group of boys who lived on our block, seen me and came over to talk to me. They were all oddly nice to me and invited me to come with them to Donna's house, her parents went out for the day and she was having a little get together. After about 3 hours, all of the boys started leaving, Donna and her girlfriends asked me to stay. One of the girl's asked me if the rumour she herd about me dressing up in my sisters clothes was true, all of the girl's there knew it was by seeing how red my face had become. Then they asked me if they could dress me up like a girl, before I could answer, the girl's grabbed me and took me into Donna's bedroom. When they removed my jeans, they got quite a surprise, I had on red panties and suntan pantyhose, this just made the girl's really want to make me look like a girl. They polished my toenails and fingernails bright red, they had me put my pantyhose back on along with a corset, which they pulled very tight, they put me in a grey mini dress with matching grey platform heels then they sat me at Donna's makeup table. They put my shoulder length hair up in rollers then put foundation on my face, they said they had to pluck a few hairs from my eyebrows, then they continued with my makeup. They told me I was just about finished but then I had two girl's on each of my arms holding me, while another girl pierced my ears, one at a time, the put a pair of silver, over sized hoop earrings in my ears, a necklace, bangle bracelets on one wrist, a girl's watch on the other, they finished up with a silver ankle bracelet and a few squirts of perfume. They handed me a purse to carry then we all walked down town and went to all of the stores. When we walked back to Donna's house, they made it a point to walk by my parents house, they told me I had to go home now and that they would drop my boy clothes off at my house later on tonight. When I walked into the house and my mom saw me, she asked me if I wanted to be a girl, I just started to cry, my mom put her arm around me and told me it was o.k. My mom told me I could help her around the house, she gave me a basket of wash to take out back and hang on the clothes line. When I came back inside, I asked my mom when could I change back into my clothes, my mom said, I thought you wanted to be a girl, do you or don/t you ? I asked her if I could think about it. Why was it so hard to tell my mother the truth about how I wanted to be a girl my whole life ?

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