everything changed for me was the day I refused to wear a dress. I was 12 at the time and I remember my choir teacher saying that boys got to wear ties and nice shirts and girls had to wear dresses and heels. I asked her if she would let me wear nice pants and a nice shirt, and she stared at me in shock for a few seconds then told me no. Being told no was like being slapped in the face. I had worn dresses as a child because I had not know any better, but in my preteen years I had gotten rid of all my dresses. I didn't like wearing them, I was more comfortable in jeans and t-shirts; I wore little makeup and was always ready to get dirty and play rough. I wore that dress to the concert, it was simple... A black skirt and a nice top to look like a full one piece. I hated it. The choir teacher also put me as a soprano, simply because she 'knew' I could sing high, when really my range matched the boys better. I didn't know what transgender was back then, I didn't even know what bisexual was back then. I couldn't know why I felt like a boy more than a girl, I just thought it was a phase. Like sucking your thumb or wetting the bed. But it wasn't...isn't a phase. I am NOT a phase. I am HUMAN. That was the day my life changed, I just hadn't figured it out yet.
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From Maddy to Zachary
RandomThis is my story. My transition from Maddy to Zachary. Don't like anything not 'straight'? Don't read this then, simple as that. If you want to ask questions, ask me. I'll answer them.
