When I was 12 everything was great...but... I felt like I didn't belong, I felt like I couldn't be myself unless I was alone. When I realized I was feeling bad because everyone was calling me (D/N) and by she/her pronouns, I finally felt like I knew who I was. My name and my pronouns that were given to me, didn't feel like the person I wanted to be. I hated being called a girl and I hated being treated like a perfect princess, I wanted to be a prince.
Being born a girl made everyone think that was who I was, but it's not. I am a boy and I will always be a boy. My mother named me but she did not make me who I am, I made myself. (D/N) is not who I am, I am Damon and I am finally me!
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Transferring to a man
Non-FictionThis short story talks about how life was and is for me, as a Transmasculine Male.
