The rest of the summer was a blur. Finding out information was easy. I was told before I even asked. They knew that I had to know. I knew had to tell someone that my dad is trans. I can't just hold that inside of me. I have band camp coming up, I can tell my friends who also mentor in band camp so I can talk to them then. Should I tell them? Do I want to? I'm going to tell them. I should because they are my best friends and they tell me almost everything.
Band Camp was fun, I guess. As fun as it could be. We went to fun places and my friends were like "Farah! Over here!" Stacy was SO excited to see me. All of my friends were supportive and helped me have fun during band camp, but I still had my mind on my dad. He was in the process of moving out and my mom stayed my grandparents' house while I stayed at Stacy's house to stay out of my dad's way while he, she? I don't know. While they packed? What do I call my dad anymore? He, she, or they. I guess they would be a non-gender specific pronoun. I don't know, Stacy thinks that it would be correct to say she but that is so awkward for me. It's my dad, fathers are usually boys, not girls. Boys are hes. Not hers.
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The End Of Forever
Fiksi RemajaTeenagers in high school. Drama filled romantic story including somethings that I myself live with and deal with everyday, including someone close to me who is transgender, divorced pedants, depression, and PTSD. This story is resembling how I dealt...
