Chapter 1 (April 14, 2016) Thursday

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People keep telling me I will never be a boy, and that I will always be a girl. Those people are my mother, stepdad, and haters. My father and stepmom don't quite say that, but they I too young (stepmom) and that I'm faking trans* (father) It hurts, that I have no support, but I don't need family support. But I do need family. No one can live without family. You may hate them and stuff at times, but they are your family still.

       I realize that I will have to take testosterone shots for the rest of my life, even after surgery. Which kinda sucks 'cause I'll probably start testosterone at like 18 because at 17 I'll have to see if my therapist can assign me the letter thing to give to the doctor. Then I think I'll have to wait like a minimum of three years for me to get top surgery. Then after that I can get the bottom surgery. Yeah... sounds fun right?!

       Anyway for the bottom surgery (I don't know the medical terms and it does get a little weird. Anyway for the bottom surgery thingy jigger I would like it to where it forms the actual penis, the vaganial things get closed up, where you can urinate through the penis, erections can happen and then the 'fake' balls.... Yeah really sounds weird, but you can't say I didn't warn you because I did.

       So that's how my day went yesterday, and I say yesterday because I had to finish writing this on the fifthteenth cause I couldn't yesterday and all that stuff.



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