So today my mom's bf called me "guy" by accident. Now most would be offended in my family, but I was so happy and I almost couldn't contain my excitement. So then I asked. "Oh. So I'm a guy now?" in the calmest voice I could possibly muster. He answered ," Well you dress like a guy..."
WTF? That's all he notices? What about the way I talk? The way I act? The way I sit? All that other shit to think about, and all he notices is the way I dress... He's an idiot, for reals. And like an idiot, I accidentally bite my own hand today and made it bleed. Of course I'm just so clumsy I'll bite my own hand...
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My Depressed/Transgender Diary
RandomThis is a book of my everyday life. I am going to rant a lot about wanting to come out to my family, and probably a lot of sad depressing shit too. I will put in one entry a day for one whole year. Just read it if you want, you don't have to...
