I used to feel the need to wear dresses
I was so focused on being as feminine as possible
When someone called me a tomboy I would freak out
But under all the dresses
All the makeup
All the skirts
Something was missing
I just didn’t know what so I covered any feelings i had in more dresses and makeup
I watched rocky horror picture show
And I saw a man can be feminine
That really stuck with me
I eventually got sick of being the “perfect little girl”
I cut my hair short and started being the tomboy I was so afraid to be
I eventually learned what trans was
And realized what had been missing the whole time
When I came out as trans my parents were super supportive but others were not
When I told my grandma the only thing she sent me was a crying emoji
Not being able to use the men’s bathroom
Having to move states for trans health care
Being denied using your name or pronouns in treatment until it was approved by your parents or therapist
Having to “prove” your trans
I knew the world had hate in it but I never realized the extent until I changed my name to something that wasn’t on my birth certificate and to pronouns that I wasn’t born with at times I thought everyone was supposed to respect each other and be there for one another but when it comes to a trans kid or someone who doesn’t fit your image of a perfect world it’s like those morals don’t exist anymore
After a while I realized my silly little name is who I am my pronouns are who I am no matter if I was “born” with them or not. During this time I learned an important lesson no matter what you do people are always going to find a reason to hate you or judge you so know today I am a male who wears skirts and makeup confidently I’m working on no longer caring about what others think because if I’m happy that’s all that matters
