I am Sabrina

Growing up

Growing up wasn't easy when you're diagnosed with gender identity disorder, my mother thought it was a phase until that doctor's appointment. When I was diagnosed I could see the disappointment and sorrow in my dad's eyes. I would always wear basic clothing like jeans and a whit T-shirt or a simple shirt that wouldn't classify me as a complete girl. I let my hair grow out or in other words I wouldn't let anyone go near my hair with scissors or anything sharp. I didn't get to fully dress as a girl until middle school. My mom just thought I deserved to be happy so she asked the school to let me use the girl's bathroom and be noticed as a girl and they agreed. The kids that used to know me in elementary as a boy had no clue, I avoided all the negative attention and got the exact opposite. A lot of girls and boys began to talk to me and befriend me. I've always seen myself as a girl. It's what's between your ears not between your legs.

By age six I started hormone blockers and soon later on around sixth grade started taking estrogen. I've always been happy with being called a girl and being acknowledged as one but my mom's biggest fear was letting boys touch me. Even though we all knew I couldn't get pregnant there was still that occasional fear of boys being manipulative. I wasn't the toughest person when it came to emotional things, I just don't do well in the toughest times. My dad on the other hand wasn't too nice at all but I really don't want to talk about that.