Letter A: Theres more than whats told

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As a young child, I didn't know that I could be anyone I wanted. I was always the young playful kid I was born as. I Continuously followed my parent's wants. but growing up, I was resilient towards what my parents wanted. Instead, I became me. I changed myself. I would edit and revise myself until I was confident. But I made sure my confidence was acceptable for my parents. One day I was tired of being what my parents wanted. I changed what I wanted but kept it secret. It would feel relieving when I changed my name or my pronouns. Now that I'm who I am, here's my road to finding me. Today I have once again appreciated my change. Sometimes I don't. Today's I appreciate my name and pronouns. Let me introduce myself. My name is Pollux I Piloto. I go by It/It's. I hide a lot of things from my parents and you may think that's bad. Though that may be true, I have many reasons why. we won't go into that though. I hide everything from my parents because I know that they instantly won't like nor agree with what I tell them. If ever I told them I wanted to change my name, I'd be told "When you're 18 you can do whatever you want." If I wanted privacy on my devices, " when you're 18 and you can pay the phone bills, you can have as much privacy as you want". I wanted to turn 18 every time they mentioned that to me. But I also knew that I didn't want to be an adult. I felt isolated from freedom. I felt as if I didn't have any control of myself or anything given to me. I couldn't even change the type of clothes I wanted to wear with my parents' approval. I wanted to escape this isolation and be free. But I couldn't... so I put my life on private, and that's when my journey shifted off.

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