What Everybody Needs

Hiya, I'm Alex. Lovely day, huh?
Okay, who am I lying to. To be plenty honest with you, guys, it's raining a river. But oh well.
So this is my diary. But I'm not going to start it as everybody does. Actually I haven't from three phrases ago.
I'm 16, close to 17 and yeah, I drink coffee. A lot of coffee. Amounts of coffee. Okay. I will stop talking about coffee.
The thing is I don't know if I'm ready to do this but, at least, I want to try.
And yeah, I know what you're thinking. Alex is a male name, I know, but if my parents would have known I was a girl from the beginning -and by "the beginning" I literally mean it was the moment when I wasn't even here- and they wouldn't want it to be a surprise, people would take me more serious when I tell them my name. Anyways, feminism is an important subject in both houses -oh, yeah, they are divorced -and they both think names should be of non genre. What I mean by, simplifying, unisex.
But I guess it's not the end of the world.

Whatever.

And back to the point, what I really wanted to tell you is that this is my story. And I don't ask you to understand it or to like it. I don't give a fuck if you don't.
I don't ask you to talk about it.
I only ask you to read it. To read me.