To my surprise the second day of school wasn't as bad as the first, way better actually. In all my classes my teachers were in a good mood, my friends were in a good mood, my depression and dysphoria were nowhere to be seen, so I was in a decent mood. I went through all of my classes in my happy-go-lucky mood and it was great.
Well until I got on the bus and my "friend" started making "jokes" about giving me the sex change by cutting off my man tits with his machete.(Ik great friend👌🏻) so that made a people ask if I was trans. I said no ofc (I'm not ready for that social confrontation) and I went home, with dysphoria knocking at my door.
That was it for then besides the crappy mood I was put in after arriving home.
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AN: I might start making this a daily log but idk
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Posted 8/20/18
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My Trans FtM Journal
Non-FictionThis is just my life as a trans dude Edit: this was a long time ago I don't update this anymore
