I was happy. Happier tban I'd been in a long time.
Too soon, it was time to leave Missouri, and go back to Texas. Only, this time, i wpuld be going back home with my mom instead of her dropping me off at my dad's!
I couldnt beleive it, i was so happy. On our way back, Mom told me that she had told my grandfather(we live with him) that i was transgender. He said to ignore it, and not do anything about it, and it would go away. Great. Now i could officially feel uncomfortable around him. Oh well.
When we got to the house, i brought my things upstairs and fell straight asleep. I was supposed to go to school the next day, but wasn't able to for a week and a half because my other school was being stupid and not sending the right transfer papers to PJHE.
My mum and I told the school about me being trans, and rhey didn't mind! They let me use the bathroom in the nurse's office, used male pronouns, and my name, Conner instead of Samara.
On my first day, when i was finally able to start my classes, i began in fourth period, making two freinds, Emily and Brian. This is how i found my group. I found somewhere i belong.
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Transition
RastgeleHi, this story is based on My own personal experiences, and the people's names included are the actual names of the people involved.(The ones who gave me permission)
