I hated myself so much. I hated the way I looked the way I sounded. I hated every single detail about my existence so I did what I wanted an had no intention to feel bad about it whatsoever. I made fake MySpace accounts an fake Gaiaonline accounts. An I faked these accounts so well. I was a boy. I was called he and boyfriend and handsome.. All the things I desired to be called. All the things my head told me I would never be called. Although I took that to a whole new horrible level. I had girls falling in love with me left an right. I loved it. I loved the attention an I wanted more. I stayed on my computer every single day. I talked to 10 to 20 different people everyday through text through messenger an through Gaia. I never hardly slept. I would have these girls call me an because I hadn't hit "puberty" yet they didn't mind my voice. I perfected my small boy voice. These girls were head over heels for me an I was fake as fuck and I felt nothing for any of them. I just had the addiction of being wanted and feeling like I was a boy. I lied about everything. I was never honest with what I was doing and I was always shady as fuck. These girls ranged from all sorts of different states. I ate up the attention like I was a starving African child. My fake accounts were the only thing that truly made me happy... An I hated the world and everyone it for what happened to me. For what was taken from me and I wanted the whole world to feel my pain. I wanted to make everyone suffer just as I did.
YOU ARE READING
The story of my life.
De TodoI 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.
