Introduction II

We're starting somewhere on this blog cos you just have to and it starts very much with me even if invariable I'll get on to talking about other things such as wider boyhood life, roles and so on as they run across my life because in the end I don't exist in a vacuum.

I lived across a interesting period of the twentieth century being born in the sixties that for my parents generation were just a run on of the 50's, high employment, high status for males, mums at home with that being her place bringing us up through a period were gender roles changed, equal pay was enshrined in law and working Mum's was the battle cry as more women worked and wider acceptance of different sexualities started.

Life as a boy then was fairly simple: we aspired to what our older brothers dads and uncles wanted and took our social cues  from them and if any one typical a younger woman said anything then older women would remind them "real men" provided for their own opportunities and freedoms.

As time went on, this all started to change and this impacted on me because of one thing I couldn't change and that was I needed caring for as a disabled boy and many were women but unlike previous generations treated you as a boy, they often didn't accept that you were any different and what is more pushed anti male feelings at you sometimes to point of persuading you you'd be better off as a girl.

Perhaps in their world that might be but to be in the throws of adolescent changes  with all the issues and insecurities it brings, it left uncertainties where only years before in a mainstream junior school I knew what I was about and it's them I've been battling with since.

After a period it seemed to me all of this including how I'd seemed to of bought it was making less and less sense that I decided the answer had to be found in revisiting the period before and then looking at the period shortly after to see the real me.

There were and are other reasons behind age regression for me that I'll touch on later in this blog but part was to sort out everything that happened later on in my childhood as it affected me as this malaise was leaving me unhappy and unsure of myself.

In one of the few up periods in my teens following this I did dress outside of school and formal home occasions in t shirts and sports shorts like these and during that period I did feel more me so I resolved to go back to wearing them buying the then popular short nylon shorts that made me look more like an athletic male.