Nonbinary Nuisance

*TRIGGER WARNING* I attempted to make myself a sandwich for dinner, instead of making a mess a cooking an entire meal. I was verbally berated by my mother. "You'll never lose weight." "I don't know why I try with you anymore." "You'll never get into culinary school if all you make is sandwiches." "You need to go on a fucking diet." "All you eat are sandwiches, and you wanna run away?" 

The worst part of graduating highschool is you can no longer enjoy all of your favorite fanfiction, or read what you never got to because your officially old and it would be creepy. 

Highschool graduation is tomorrow, which means today is the last day that I get to be who I want to be. Instead I will remain who I am, and who I've always been. Because it is impossible to be me.