The earliest thing I can recall, as far back as I can remember, started with a shot at the doctor's office.
A painfully dreadful thing. I cried for hours afterward and at last, my Mamá couldn't take it anymore.
The only thing that kept the tears at bay, at last, was the promise of a new toy, something only guaranteed with my silence.
And so, my mother and I rushed to the store, an adventure in and of itself for a five-year-old. Even if it didn't end in the entire toy aisle of a Target like it did this time. Or, at least, I had thought it had included the entire aisle until I selected a sparkly, brand new, Barbie Princess doll, complete with a hairbrush, a tiara, and everything. Which prompted a long frown and confused glances on my Mamá's end.
She didn't say anything, but I could tell this wasn't the "right" choice, from her eyes, glancing towards me, then looking away again. As though ashamed. As though she were saying, "Don't choose that one, Luis, mijo. Choose another. The car, maybe?"
And so, I did as I imagined she wanted, not wanting to make a scene, or make this moment any less sweet. So I went with the glossy, new Hot Wheels instead of the Barbie, though I wasn't so pleased...
That was the first time I realized I was... different. Trans. And it only became more and more obvious as the years went by...
Thought this was a good place to stop (though idk, really, I'm *pretty* awkward...). I know this memory was probs pretty basic, but I feel like it's kinda relatable as well. Having a trans moment that later you were like, "Yeah, idk why I didn't realize it sooner." And while liking dolls doesn't necessarily mean that Valeria is trans, combined with all her other memories, it does let us see how she realized it. For me it was absolutely loathing the color pink and anything whatsoever that was considered "girly". And while being more tomboy-ish doesn't necessarily lead one to the conclusion that they are NB, if you combine some of my other memories (like hating PE, where we had to split up into girls and boys teams), you can figure it out, eventually. Though it did take me a while... Like, two years ago I figured it out (finally)... I guess I'm not very observant, but that's not really that surprising considering I have been know to lose stuff all the time, only to find it in the most obvious of places... Idk, I'm just rambling... Comment if you relate though, to literally *anything* or have anything to add (it'd be nice to have someone to talk to)... Or not, I know I'm not particularly interesting 😅. Anyways, byeeeeee :3
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If They Only Knew...
RomanceValeria Villanueva is a trans girl. And yeah, that's not all she is. There's so much more to her. She's Mexican, her parents are divorced, she's the youngest child, she absolutely adores reading... But that's the only thing she has on her mind when...
