So, today was both good and bad.
I finally told my sister I was transgender. She was more than accepting. I expected a little support considering some of her friends are Trans and whatnot. I was happy to here she was okay with it. This was our conversation (we were writing on a notepad):
Me - I need to tell you something
- What? I'm cheesy (she was eating cheesy popcorn)
- And I'm Trans.
- Okay
That was literally it. It was a stupid response, but it made my day.
Now, the bad part.
I posted on Twitter "Just remember, you are loved. We do care about you. Keep hanging on." That was around 2:00. Remember Miranda? She told me seven hours later, after I asked her out, and she said yes, that she wasn't attracted to guys.
Like, I'm not mad, but wtf?
I wrote a long paragraph about how much I loved her, and she responds with a message saying she didnt love me like that.
Oh well. I'll end up single the rest of my life anyways.
Maybe someone will get passed the fact that I'm transgender, and actually love me. It's hard to find someone like that when everyone I know personally is a bitch.
Oh well.
See ya, dudes.
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I'm Transgender...
RandomMy life is a living hell. Why not tell the story? Basically, I'm ftm transgender, and no one agrees with it, nor accepts the fact I'm not going magically act like a girl to make them happy. Yeah... I rant a lot.
