Welcome to MY World

a blog about my life and how my days go.

Introduction

Hi everyone! My name is Melissa Fredriksen and im a Transgender person. my life is a story of it’s own. a story i want to share trought this blog. it is an adventure thats still going on and i hope y’all will follow me on the road. the road to become myself.

facts about me:

  • age: 27
  • gender: transfeminine (pre HRT)
  • country: Norway
  • Enthnicity: Russian
  • language: english and Norwegian.
  • homestead: Fredrikstad
  • Favorite food: Pasta di Carbonara

My Biography

some quick facts about me

  • age: 27 years young!
  • Gender: transfeminine (prior to hormone replacement therapy)
  • country: Norway
  • Enthnicity: Russian
  • language: English and Norwegian.
  • homestead: Fredrikstad
  • Favorite comfort food: Pasta di Carbonara

chapter 1

all years , ever since i was old enough to think for myself. i’ve been so belived in what was me that i never thought a thing about what was REALLY me, but i know, i know something always was missing. always. every time i felt happiness, joy or excitement. this spring proved that especially. when my egg finally cracked. 

years before my only happiness was to be with everyone that called me friend and be loved by them. but was i ever…. truly happy? or was it a distraction? i knew i wanted to shape myself differently and maby i tought that i could do by hanging around with everyone else. but as im writing this i realize, YOU are the only one who can shape yourself. people can only be there to cheer you on whatever path you take. 

hadn’t it been for my social anxiety back in 2017-2018 perhaps i woulda been different today. perhaps my egg had cracked earlier. but i never got any chance. family and friends didn’t see any signs with me yet i opened up my wishes to some, it all went down to «NO» you shouldn’t do that and shouldn’t do that. i only followed everyone around like a small puppy who wanted to belong somewhere. because i’ve been trown around. beated up and bullied in my childhood and i just stood up again smiling. 

because i always tried to let others help shaping me. learn me. but no more of that. i need to stand up for myself and open up and show who i wanna be. the real me. the one that’s been locked down for so many years.