--Friday the 13th, great--
Today (well, yesterday) was filled with a lot of "I bet they're talking about me"s and occasional "I bet they're laughing at me"s. I was sick so I stayed home from school today. That was a bad idea. I felt like everyone at my (new) school was saying stuff like "oh she's (because I'm not out) faking sick." I'm never sick so they must be thinking that. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be the person who's always upset and paranoid and scared. It sucks it really does. I love being happy, and I miss it. I've always been happy, maybe not comfortable in my own skin, but happy at the least.
I miss smiling for real
I try to, at least.
signin' off
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His journal (the journal of a Ftm boy)
Non-FictionMy personal journal and all the weird things that happen during my Ftm transistion.
