Part 1-Different

40 2 0
                                    

    Throughout life I knew I was different. I mean, of course I did. No one knows you better than yourself, right? I don't think anyone should tell you what or who you can or cannot be. But, that's just my opinion, and what I am to judge?
    Sorry if this story is awkward for anyone. I doubt myself a lot if you couldn't tell already. It's just, my whole life everyone told me who I could be. Growing up as a female in society definitely sucked. :P
    But to add to the elephant in the room, I was an unhappy female. I was just having trouble seeing myself as a girl. I didn't particularly want to grow up to be a mom, or a teacher like most of the girls in my grade. (Which was 2nd grade by the way. That's when I started having problems with my gender identity)
    I struggled with this for a few years. Battling myself until I lost all energy. I had a few friends through out elementary school, but none I felt I would miss once I moved schools. Again.
    After a while, moving had become a regular thing in my life. I went to a new school every two years. I remember how upset it made me. I guess I felt like it was a step back in life everytime I would leave a whole town behind. If you don't know, it's a terrible feeling.
    Anyway, I think I'm done complaining. I mean, everyone has something in their life they have to battle. Mine was just one of those things I tried to ignore.

EveryoneWhere stories live. Discover now