I was born a girl. I was always a girl, and nothing more, but I always felt detached from the world. Then it came to me in middle school, 'Oh god why do I feel my gender being weird...' And so I researched all non-binary genders and found two that accurately described me: genderfluid, or demigirl. From that moment on, my life changed. I only told my older sister and best friend, because frankly, no one else would be completely ok to talk to about it. My older sister started to use ASL to ask what I was feeling. She would sign 'Girl?' And I would nod my head, or shake my head, or tell her 'a little' in whatever way I could. I realized I wanted to use they/ them pronouns, but I couldn't because that would involve coming out to people, which made me uncomfortable. I found a bandage that was clean and long and I wrapped it around my chest, which I wanted to completely get rid of, to make it not show up in my appearance. This is me, Jasmine, or as I want to be known, Jay.
YOU ARE READING
Diary of confusion
Non-FictionMe ranting about the shit that goes on in my life, and if you want to, you can rant as well.
