Being me

I was born with “male” parts, 22 years ago to a mother who was a drug addict and a father that I was taken from. I don’t remember very much from my life as a little kid but I do remember always walking like I was wearing heels. My family didnt think much of that at the time but they had no idea what would happen in the future.

Right around the time I was 5 or 6 I would often go to bed and wish I would wake up as a girl the next morning. Of course that never happened but it was the first time I really felt like I was a girl. As time went on the feelings got stronger.

It wasn’t until I started going through puberty that I felt uncomfortable though I didn’t tell anyone. I promised myself I would never tell anyone my secret, so I lived my life at the time as a boy.
Eventually I started growing facial hair. I hated it so much. I wanted it gone and it was a huge relief when I learned to shave though it was only a temporary fix.

In high school I started wearing my grandmothers dresses and high heels when no one was home. They weren’t the prettiest dresses, but it felt right. One hot day in the summer of 2012, me, my brother, my dad, and my step mom went out to eat at a local restaurant. I had really hairy legs at the time and my dad and brother were laughing and joking about how long it was. That day was the start of my transition. When I got home, I immediately went to the bathroom and shaved my legs. I had enough. I hated being a boy and I wanted to change it. I slowly started doing more “girly” things. I bought pink shoelaces and girls underwear. I started painting my nails and his them from my family (That didn’t fit right) Eventually I came out to my family and shockingly, (My family are all Christians) they accepted me and within a few weeks I was finally living as a girl, as myself. I met some really great friends that accepted me too. I’m so grateful for that. Not everyone is a s lucky as I am. Its because of that, that I want to change this world. Everyone deserves to be loved for who they are.

If anyone is feeling alone and like no one cares, just know I love you and I care about you, no matter who you are.

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