After a year of knowing who I was I finally decided enough was enough and I told my sister. Aly was nice about it and she's the one who helped me pick out my name and she also was right next to me when I told my mother. When my older brother Damien found out it didn't seem like he cared much and he was supportive about it too. I told my Father and he said "I don't care I'm still calling you (D/N) and I'm still calling you a girl." A few months go by and he starts calling me Damon and a boy.
Kids at school sucked.
When I came out to the world I started being pushed around and bullied at school. No one in class was nice to me, other then the other transmasculine (Eddie). Eddie was a shy person and he was kind and he never hated anyone. I'm not really good friends with him, but he's not a bully and that's what matters.
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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.
