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Continúa, Has publicado abr 10, 2019
a journal about how I, as a semi-closeted transgender male and pansexual/romantic highschool feels on a daily basis. 

Warning: It does mention serious topics that fall under "mental health issues".

if you do not support the LGBT community, then please do not read or leave comments on this book insulting people who are in the LGBT community, I don't give a shit what you want to say about it and your opinion is invalid in this case. I am merely posting this to give a perspective of what I go through in an unsupportive family and how I feel about myself overlapping that issue. 

!!!!!DISCLAIMER!!!!!

THIS IS AN ACTUAL THING THAT HAD BEEN WRITTEN IN PENCIL IN A JOURNAL. THIS JOURNAL ENTRY IS NOT MADE UP, IT HAS COME FROM A GENUINE POINT OF VEIW FROM A TRANSGENDER FTM (in closet) PANSEXUAL (out of closet) WHO HAS GONE THROUGH A WHOLE LOT OF SHIT(divorces parents, 4 friends deaths, family deaths, homophobic family on fathers side, moving, anxiety, weak immune system, and more). PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND WHEN READING THAT RHIS IS SOMEONES LIFE AND WHAT THEY FEEL AND GO THROUGH ALMOST/EVERYDAY.
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I've written 3 anonymous online journals so far in my life. The first was as an adolescent, ending when, at 19, I commenced a long term relationship in which my partner had an issue with me writing about my thoughts and feelings in case they were about her. I also had to cease my other creative outlet - drawing. Because she felt it's abstracted nature hid secret messages about her. The second started when that relationship was coming to an end. I needed an outlet. I had nobody to talk to about what I was going through so I secretly started writing again. This is that second journal, when I was around 25 years old, which I've taken from it's retired blogger page and have transferred here. Part of the reason I am doing this is because my daughter, who was very young at the time of writing this, has expressed some curiosity about my journal. One day when she's older and has more life experience it might be OK to see what I'm writing now, but in the meantime, she can read this, a moment in my life for which she was present but that she could not understand at the time.