Summer is a drag, honestly. It's hot and muggy, which forces me not to dress in clothes that I'm really comfortable in.
It's a mess of dysphoria and self-hatred.
That's where I'm at right now, and I leaving next Thursday for a week-long vacation at the beach. Joy.
Not.
I'm so not looking forward to it. Also, my friend hasn't scheduled another dnd session in a while and I really want to play. I'm tired of hanging out with my unsupportive family all the time.
It's getting harder and harder to handle my birthname being used. It's okay though. I'm almost seventeen, and then I'll only have a year left before I can change it. It'll be changed before I graduate high school.
I just have to make it that long.
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The Journal of a Young Trans Boy
RandomI've seen lots of people with things like these, so I figured I would make one too. It seems to help sometimes. I'll include happy events too, though, so this won't just be me complaining about shiz. Just a way to get to know my every day life a bit...
