Lmao, this is a cheeky flex. It's the first chapter for my new Peterick book 'Agqinst The Current'. Patrick is transgender, and I won't spoil anymore skskss. 😂👏
Patrick
Have you ever felt so out of place?
So out of place you neither feel safe in your skin, at home, outside?
Your mind so contorted on the image that seems to be you, that nobody else can see?
Wow, I need therapy.
Not that my parents would ever believe me of course.
I came out to them this Saturday. To be honest, they should have seen this coming. I had been living my last sixteen years as a lie. Never fitting into that little box of similarity and stereotypes that they call feminine.
Because I'm a boy.
Born a girl of course.
Life had to gift me the stigma and the dysphoria and the hate and the confusion first.
But no, of course it is just a trend or I had been influenced by the internet or that society is so accepting that I just magically became or wanted to be a boy.
Fuck them.
I always have felt uncomfortable with myself. Recently, I have been looking into the mirror, feeling so sick with the way I looked, my skin crawls and I am literally sick. I want to rip off those jiggly things off my chest.
I cried the first night that happened.
Never in my whole life had I felt so disgusted with myself. It even overtook the time I had my first period.
It was my birthday on Saturday. Yes, the same day I came out to my parents who don't accept or believe my 'claims'.
What a sweet sixteen.
On the upside, my best friend Brendon Urie had saved up for a binder for me. I was so greatful. Tearful hugs were shed, and a whole load of 'thank you's' passed my lips that day.
The pain had almost faded away from me coming out to my parents.
Speaking of binders-although I'm extremely grateful to Brendon for it, they hurt my ribs like fucking hell.
Surprisingly, the people at my school are pretty accepting. It's not as bad as you think a typical high school would be, actually. I had been out to virtually everybody a year before I came out to my parents, and years before that to Brendon and his boyfriend Ryan. Also to Sarah, Brendon's ex. They are still great friends. Sarah now has a girlfriend, Hayley Kiyoko- lesbian Jesus of the school. We all hang out together.
My social life is pretty great. There's still a few assholes here and there- including a few teachers, but I think I just got lucky with the people in my school.
My friends are the best. We are the literal 'queer squad' of the school and I love it. Some people look up to us, some down, but we don't show any fucks given. I'm trans and gay. Brendon is pan and so is Sarah. Ryan is gay, and Hayley is notoriously- as said before- lesbian Jesus. All the non-straight girls in our school would probably die to have a date with her, and Sarah is so fucking smug to have snatched that beautiful lesbian.
So yeah, my life is pretty average- if you took my transphobic parents and the fact I was born a fucking girl out of it then yeah.
But people go through worse shit.
But, is it selfish just to ask to be completely accepted?
To maybe even be born physically male?
I guess it is.
Fuck life.
Lmao, if anything is inaccurate regarding the transgender issues, please do tell me. I also neither wish to offend anyone at all. :)
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