Once every few days, maybe even once a week. he tries to recall being a normal boy who wore short pants and brown socks, a shirt, sometimes a tie and a jacket & cap. But as the days and weeks stroll on by, that image is becoming increasingly vague.
Even his dreams are changing. Sometimes he dreams that he’s back home with his mother and father and more often than not, he’s presented with a vision of himself wearing one of his dresses whilst acting like and being treated like a girl. It’s nice to wake up after dreaming of his loving mother and heroic father, but its strange knowing that he dreamt of himself as a girl… but at least he knows they’re only dreams.
