My whole day has been shitty. My sisters and brother found out I was trans. My sisters are supportive but my brother isn't. My friends are with me every step of the way though. Especially my girlfriend. I can vent to her about everything and anything at any time.
I'm going to start working on a transgender pride flag for my bed room. I am still living with my parents, being in my early teens, and I legally can't move out yet. If I could though, I'd move into an apartment with my best friends. I'd start T and save up for top surgery. I'd finally be my own man.
(Top picture is my soul twin)
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My Story Journal
Randommy story of being a ftenby trans person but mostly my life in general.
