I have written the way things should have gone over and over in my mind, but decided today to share this story. Maybe Ruth herself will read it some d...y and at long last know the truth and just what was lost that day.May 1986 - "The 5th Dimension" RV - Parked Beneath the Washington Monument on the Mall in DC...Ruth E. and I have been invited by the local television station to come down to the launch of a traveling exhibition being held in town. The exhibition is a celebration of a particular. I don’t want to stop.”And then I took a deep breath and told her what I really felt.“Sue honey, I’m tired of going slow. I’ve been waiting for this since that first night at the shelter Christmas Party. And I don’t want to wait any longer. I don’t want to be careful and cautious anymore. Honey, I can see it written all over your face. You love me, but right at this moment it’s Francis who you want to give yourself to.”Even in the small screen, I could see a slight change in Sue’s expression, as. James had started crossdressing at a young age, he always looks backtrying to pin point that exact moment, but never can, he knew he wore adress for a play in sixth grade and it was a dream come true, so dressingstarted before he was ten. He thinks back and remembers it wasn't asexual thing to start with, it was something, a different feeling he got,it felt normal. Being a male in a small religious town meant he couldn'texplore or find an online community like someone today. He was alwaystaught. My mother looked up at me as I heard a turd plop into the toilet."Do you need to use the toilet, hon?" Mom asked.Now, I really do not think I was drunk and I couldn't have been stoned from second-hand marijuana smoke, so I cannot explain my next actions. They are as unexplainable as my mother's behavior earlier.I walked to my mother sitting on the toilet and grabbed her T-shirt and yanked it off of her roughly. She looked at me blankly as I did this, another turd plopping in the toilet. Her.