About me
I remember the first time I dreamed of being a girl. I was in kindergarten. I remember transforming into a girl and having long beautiful hair and being able to be friends with all the girls who lived near by. I’ve always hidden this part about me because the ridicule I got from the makeup, clothes, of my moms I tried to wear when I was little and all the times i would shave my legs. I hid it so much I began to resent myself for wanting those things. Depression and suicide followed. Today I’m trying to allow myself to be more open about who I am and want to be and I’m hoping this, and all of you, can help.