Discovering Myself: Yurio's Story

Discovering Myself: Yurio's Story

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Yuri On Ice
Oh, hello there. My name's Yurio, I'm 16, male, and I'm from Russia, but living in Japan. But I wasn't always this way. You see.. I was born female. I still sound girlish, even with hormones, but I guess that's okay. I'm a world class figure skater, and I compete in the male singles, just like any other guy my age. Just because I'm transgender, doesn't mean that I'm different from any other guy. I do things like a guy would. I'm not afraid of who I am and who I want to become, and I want to inspire other people like me to do the same. I did have to move to Japan to become who I am, but that never stopped me on my journey. I may not have undergone reassignment surgery yet, but one day, I hope I will get the chance to. I also plan to start a shelter here in Tokyo after I finish my skating years for LGBT youth. Thanks for reading my bio! :)) I sighed. Writing my Tumblr bio had taken me a while, but I finally finished and I'm glad its over with. I shut off my computer and headed into the kitchen, only to see my caretakers, Haru and Yuno, deep in conversation. Yuno glanced up and immediately stop talking when she saw me. "Yuri~Chan.." I felt anger build up inside of me as she used female pronouns. I've lived with her for 3 years, and she always called me Yuri~Kun.. What was different this time? "We need to talk.. Come sit." I walked over and sat down in a chair, my heart racing. "With everything that's going on with you.." Yuno hesitated, but took a breath and continued. "We can't support you any more. We don't get government funding anymore since your 16 and don't have a disability." My heart stopped for a second as I realized what she was saying. "You have to go back to Russia."
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"You're the only person who hasn't changed." Yukinoshita's words echoed through my ears which have been deaf for my entire life. She exits the house, never to be seen again. More like, I was the person to never been seen again... My father and mother had found a job that paid very well in the United States of America. Me, my little sister Komachi and my parents were forced to move into the U.S. I couldn't bring myself to tell all my... the people who I normally cooperate with in high school. I was going to graduate as a 3rd Year anyway, I doubt I would see more than half of them during adulthood. In the end, they all found out because Haruno managed to get that information out of me. Let's just say... All I did was wanted to not worry them. I mean, is there a reason to be worried that Hachiman Hikigaya has been missing? Yet 2 of my.. acquaintances, worried for me. I failed to even notice that and I paid the price. So I cut all their contact info, I hesitated to delete Yukinoshita's contact number but she had already done the deed first. "Let's go, say goodbye to Chiba." Komachi went into the car, with tears. I, Hachiman, didn't shed none, for I never had any friends in the first place right? We moved into the U.S. in California. We weren't exactly rich but we were richer than average foreigners that lived here. It was all thanks to my parent's new jobs. "So, have you found a job yet?" My father asks. Being 18, I knew I would have to find a job in a matter of months or else I'll possibly get kicked out. I threw away newspapers that were recruiting young people for small minor jobs like becoming a cashier for a fast food restaurant. Or maybe a newspaper boy and a person who puts stuff in the markets. Then I noticed a brochure that went with the newspaper. 'Become a future U.S. army soldier and help us fight in the War in Afghanistan!' "You're the only person who hasn't changed." Her last words still haunt me. But I'm just about to change myself.

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