Let me be me.

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A/N: This is a Gravity Falls AU where Dipper is a transgender female(MTF). I have seen many stories where Dipper was a transgender male(FTM) and they are great stories, however, I have only found very few stories on Dipper being a transgender female. So here is one.

This story has many issues, as far as family issues, mental health issues, and dysphoria. If you have any triggers from this story, I deeply apologize. I personally have had some triggers writing this story, however, that for me is fine because it helps to know that I may be helping others with this story. That I may be letting others know how hard it is to be a trans person, so that they may be able to help people who are suffering from these problems. I am nonbinary, so I understand what it is like.

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Enjoy the story.

After getting roughly 8 hours of sleep, I wake up around 7:45am, mainly from getting woken up from my alarm. Everyone's gonna be here in about an hour, meaning I have 45 minutes to get ready. Although I think I'm gonna head downstairs and eat first, I'm starving. Quickly running downstairs, I see a note on the counter stating that my parents left and they left food in the fridge. There was $200 attached to the note. I guess it's for emergencies? Oh well. Grabbing an apple and granola bar, I head back up to my room and start getting ready.

Okay. So I could either wear a pair of dark gray leggings with a pastel blue blouse, or a pair of black leggings and a light purple dress over top. I feel as though I'd be able to do my makeup faster if I choose the purple dress, purple eye shadow is so much easier to apply, for me at least. So, yeah. I'm going with the dress.

Besides, I always feel really pretty in dresses, and after last night, I need that. Really don't want to have another mental breakdown. Really don't need another one either. My mental state is definitely something I should attempt to take better care of. But will that actually happen? Probably not. I mean, I definitely want that to happen, but I feel as though I'd need to be true to myself near everyone; family included. And I'm just not ready for that. Especially since I've seen how my parents and Mabel react to and treat trans people. I don't think I could handle them yelling at me and acting like I'm wrong and disgusting for being who I am. I don't need that. I can't help the fact that I was born in the wrong body.

But whatever. I'm not letting my thought process go there. I'm going to instead think about how much fun we will all have on this trip. I'll be with my friends, and I won't be in Gravity Falls. No chance I'll be outed then. No chance I'll have to deal with the way they'll look at me. I can just live in this little fantasy where everything is okay and I'm ok with that. I mean I'll be 18 soon anyway. It's just one more year. And then I can start going on estrogen pills and I can start dressing the way I want all the time and can have my hair, makeup, and have my nails done all the time. I'll be able to be a girl. Well, I mean I'm already a girl, but I'll be able to be a girl to everyone else.

*Ding*

Pulling my phone out, I see that Stan has texted me again. Probably to yell at me through texts again, but hey, why not?

Grunkle Stan

8:03am grunkle stan: Hey kiddo. Sorry, I seemed pissy last night, it's just only your sister has heard from you since the last time you were down here. And according to your sister you've changed a lot. And she feels like she doesn't really know you anymore. However, your parents let me know that you decided to go out with your friends this summer and you've been planning it for a while now. So I'm sorry. You still gotta call me though every Saturday and let me know you're doing okay.

Didn't expect him to do that. Honestly expected him to be petty still. And I guess I should reply so that he doesn't think I'm ghosting him; not that he would know what that is. And I should probably let him know that I have changed, doesn't mean I have to tell him how yet, I just need to tell him I'm different. I can tell him that I'm trans on a later date, or whenever I see him in person, or even over a phone call.

Grunkle Stan

8:05am me: It's alright. I figured you would be upset that I haven't kept in contact, it's just I have changed and I'm not ready for anyone to know how just yet. When I'm more comfortable with telling everyone I will tell you, it's just not yet. I'm sorry. But yeah, I will most definitely call every Saturday around 8pm. Thanks for understanding.

That should be okay, so I'll send it. And now I wait for my friends to come over since it's still about 30-ish minutes till they'll arrive. Of course, never doubt them. They will show up early. Knowing Bea she will be here before anyone else. She's always saying we need more one-on-one girl time. Which honestly would be nice, but then again I love spending time with all my friends they all make me happy and forget the things my mind tries to convince me of.

Looking around the living room I probably should clean it up a little and maybe even get some snacks out on the coffee table for everyone. That should also help me get out of my head for a bit. We have chips, candies, pretzels, and some of those white chocolate-covered pretzels that Chris loves for some reason. He's a weird cute goofball. And yeah, everyone but Chris knows that I have a small crush on him. But like, he wouldn't go for a trans girl. He's nice and loves me for whatever reason, but wouldn't love me like that. So I suffer, and that's okay. I'll be fine. But my crush on Chris doesn't really matter right now. What matters is me actually getting everything ready for my friends. Like for example, making sure that the couch and chairs are cleaned off and the den is semi-decent. They've been here so many times before that I don't need it to be perfect, but I still feel bad if they have to work around a mess.

The moment we leave will be great. I might ask Bea if she wants to go get our nails done before we actually leave since they should be outgrown and should fall off before school starts. Maybe break off from the boys a bit, and just get to spend some time as just girls like she always wants. It would be nice just getting some one-on-one time with her because no matter how much I love the boys in our group some of them need to learn what a shower is.

I can feel the arms that wrapped around my waist and picked me up before I saw them. But the moment I heard that girly shriek, I knew it was was Bea. That girl is strong as hell, so it's not hard to believe she just picked me up like I'm nothing. I start laughing with her and start telling her to put me down rather loudly so she can hear me over our noises. When she finally stops spinning me I can't even tell, the whole world is still spinning. I'm still laughing and I can tell she is too. "So...are you the only one here so far?" I ask her when I manage to stop laughing. "Yeah so far." She responds, "You know how the boys are. Always late to everything, and I swear to god each of them will be late to their funerals." She finishes. I nod at her for a second before sitting down in my spot on the couch. "Oooo good. I was wondering if you wanted to go out and get our nails done, and maybe even our hair?" I ask her, and when I look up at her from my phone I see the biggest smile I have ever seen on this girl's face. And of course, she has to scream her answer as a big loud yes. Which made me smile at her. "Okay. Great. Maybe we could go after this meeting about our trip." I tell her with a smile.

I was right. I'm not letting this day get as bad as yesterday.

A/N: Here you go WinterroseJade . I'll try to post the next chapter in about a week or two. Just stay put and wait.😂I love you dear.😘😜