I was only possibly 6 or 7 maybe even younger than that. I begged my siblings to call me Joey or Joseph. I stole my older brothers clothes an hated to wear dresses. Although when I felt like a little boy an I wanted to be a little boy. The age of time that I was in though, transgender was not looked at in any form or fashion as acceptable. So therefore my sister told my mother to allow her to dress me up in dresses an girls clothes. Ripped away the only thing that truly I wanted an that was to be who I wanted to be. I understand that now in this time it's accepted an understood although I can't be angry with my sister for doing what she did. Who wants a little sister that wants to be a boy at a young teenage age of 13 14 over 12 years ago. It all started getting worse when I went to school. I always attached myself to guy friends rather than girl friends. I always wanted to be one of the guys. A lot of people saw me as a tomboy till I finally started dating boys. Which I don't honestly count any relationship I've been in with a male in my school days an actual relationship. I hated the world an this is what happened after I started to truly hate myself... It all started when I was 12 years old.
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The story of my life.
RandomI am a trans man that is pre everything. I feel as though I do not belong in this world. I write to get out of my head. I feel like I am my own worst enemy.
