"Mom. I've been meaning to tell you something for so long, and I think... I'm ready to tell you. I'm trans. I know how you feel about this, but-"
A deep, shaky breath.
"Leave."
Tears form in his eyes.
"M-mom please, just listen to what I have to say."
He holds himself tightly.
"What happened to my little girl? You were such a perfect daughter and now you're saying such disgusting things? Where did I go wrong?"
She rubs her temples.
"I'm still the same, Mom, I'm just your son."
I want to puke.
"No, you're my daughter and you aren't thinking straight."
I walked to the door.
"Eleanor, get back here this instant."
I ran.
And I never looked back.
