I was practically raised by my uncles, my mother was always working...I'm not sure they would have known how to do the 'gender conditioning', nor would they have given a shit about it...
I DO remember one incident when I was 10 years old, when I felt the 'difference':
We had been working in the tobacco field all day (we would start at 5am)...It was just after noon, and it had been extremely hot all day, I thought the sun was gonna kill me...We were all filthy, sweaty, and sunburnt ( I got it the worst, being a redhead)...We took a break...The guys took off their shirts and wiped their faces with them, and so did I...I was told that I couldn't do that...I didn't understand why...They told me "You're a girl...Girls can't do that"...I still remember how upset I was and how unfairly I felt I was being treated...I was JUST as hot, sweaty and dirty as they were, and I ALWAYS did everything else that the guys did...I'll never forget that day...
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If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit
My Karma ran over my Dogma
God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him
I'm suffocating in what's become of me...
The rancid remains of what I used to be
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