it's so bad because lately i've been thinking about things a lot and i've gotten so used to being logan that whenever someone says my birth name it's like someone has punched me and i don't really recognize it anymore?
my name isn't even my name and i don't think i'm going to be able to write or respond to it when i'm back at school because i literally cry whenever i hear it and i'm kind of crying now because i hate this so much
and i know my mum's not going to accept any of this and i know that either i'll be kicked out or i'll have to leave because they'll keep misgendering me and the only reason i haven't cut the name into my skin is because of this stupid support group i go to and it's stupid because for those three hours i'm the happiest i've ever been just because they treat me like i'm a boy.
YOU ARE READING
emotionally
Non-Fictionbasically a book where i write down how i'm feeling, throw in some really shitty poetry here and there and maybe a few songs for the hell of it. [ trigger warning ]
