My name is Orion. I'm 13 years old and I live in the Netherlands (therefore, if I make any mistakes, sorry). I am transgender. I'm female to male and I have only come out to a few of my friends. I'm really scared to come out to my parents, not that they're transphobic, but I'm just a scared cat. I really want to, but I'm just not sure what I should do. Today, I started binding with sports bras, because I wanted to but there aren't any bindershops in the Netherlands. That might sound like we're very transphobic here but not at all, we just order all our shit online so that's something.... I am now writing on my pc, which is a device my parents do not want to see every once in a while. I am sometimes scared my parents will find out that I am trans, but I will tell them after a while. Maybe I should get comfy with it myself first.
OOTD: hat, with a panda face on it
T-shirt from my dad
black jeans
and blue flipflops
YOU ARE READING
A story of a FTM
Non-FictionSo, this could be a diary, but you're also allowed to take it as inspiration. xx Orion
