How I Became the Empress of Tarot and Magic: Part I

The Veil of Innocence

Once upon a time, a little girl came into this world blessed with a gift she didn’t yet realize she possessed—a sacred spark passed down through her ancestral bloodline.

Growing up, my world was woven from magic, fairies, and absolute wonder. It was a beautiful, luminous childhood. Every single night, I would say my prayers, deeply convinced of the world’s boundless grace and beauty. To me, reality was nothing short of a living fairytale.

The Fracturing Fairytale

But as the little girl grew, the fairytale began to fracture. The adults and family members around me started whispering, then demanding: "Stop acting weird. Stop acting like a girl—you are a boy."

A boy. I remember wondering what they could possibly mean. The word felt foreign, like a language I didn't speak. Choosing to ignore the noise, I simply kept moving through the world in my own unique, authentic way: as a girl.

Time moved on, and by the age of eleven, the world grew harsher. The innocence of childhood was met with harassment from schoolmates and family members alike. It was during this turbulent time that my sexuality began to awaken. I found myself instinctively drawn to men and masculine figures, captivated by their presence.

The Awakening

Though I was exploring these feelings, I remained entirely disconnected from the physical reality of my own anatomy. To anyone else, that might seem impossible, but my mind was blinded by a profound, pure ingenuity. I was a young, pure soul navigating the world strictly through the waters of energy and intuition, entirely detached from the physical vessel I inhabited.

The illusion finally shattered when I turned thirteen. My voice began to alter, deepening into a register I didn't recognize. The definitive breaking point came during a phone call, when a voice on the other end stated Greatly: "You are not a girl. You speak like a man."

My entire world crashed down that night. The veil was violently torn away, and for the first time, I was fully awake. Like Adam and Eve after the fall, I suddenly found myself totally exposed, stripped of my fairytale, and forced to face the raw, unyielding reality of the world I lived in.

To be continued...