Hey guys, gals and non binary pals,
Look about my whole face reveal and that fact that I'm "trans". I'm not. I thought I was honest, but it turns out that I am the gender of the body I was born with. I'm so sorry if you feel like I lied to you or something.
At the time I was going through some horrible things. You see, my mother is an emotionally abusive person and can sometimes be very aggressive. She had put me through the worst childhood and going into my teens she started behaving like the mother I needed back then. I was so upset. For a few weeks I treated her as she treated me as she tried to make peace. I ignored her and was bitter. This backfired and she yelled at me that SHE was trying and that I should respect that. I have had depression and anxiety since I've as eight. I'm thirteen now. I have the scars to prove this even though they have faded a bit. My father in the other hand is a horrible dad. He is always out with his friends biking or fixing or making a new one. He called me ungrateful when I didn't want to go with him on a biking expedition and wanted to go to regionals for my Spanish play that could help me get into a damn good school. A few months ago he got so drunk at a party that he broke his nose, cheek and shoulder. I was basically raised by my grandmother. I hate my parents for what they've put me through and I'll hate them even more after they cuss me out for liking girls. I'm sorry for everything and all the confusion I've caused you.
Xoxo
-Anon
