That summer was all about me and you mental health but nothing was wrong with me at all. One day my mom took me on a car ride as we normally did it was my escape from the world and my home, as we where driving my mom stoped the car in a parking lot and asked me "do you want to go to a counselor?" and of course I said no I don't but she insisted that I go so I went.
The next month I went to my first councilor meeting it was nice I guess. Two months,three,four, then I couldn't take it anymore I wanted out of this endless loop of are you oks I hate people asking me that, that's when I went for the last time I was done with it all.
I went home and went on my tablet, yes tablet I didn't have a phone yet that's when I found the term transgender and bisexual and I did my research on them and I identified with them both. I use him / he pronouns. For this whole time I just felt like I was in this endless loop of emotions and I was just spinning and it wouldn't stop, it's was this dark void if even that and that is the worst feeling ever and when I found that term transgender I felt ok I felt like all the spinning stopped and I could be me and not be scared, have people that feel the same way that I feel. Safe I guess.
