I was once told that coming out isn’t important. “Why should you have to come out? It doesn’t matter. Why hide anyway?” I’ll tell you why. People are murdered, discriminated against, abused, neglected, lose family members and friends, their jobs, their homes, and much more. Just for being different.
Especially transgender people.
It has taken me 5 years to finally be confident enough to change my gender and pronouns on Facebook. If I lose my friends, my family...people I adore and look up to, it will break my heart. But, if you leave me simply because my gender is not what everyone always thought it was, then you aren’t truly someone who loves me.
For my whole life I’ve felt different. I’ve wanted to wear boys clothes, have extremely short hair. I got along with the boys and usually not with many girls. I was a rough tomboy and played in the woods, climbing trees and rolling ‘round in the mud and dirt, picking up bugs and what not. I only wore make up and shaved my legs after some kids at school picked on me. I never felt comfortable in dresses, or other feminine clothing.
Five years ago, I learned the word “transgender”. And I looked it up, found out what it meant. And I cried. I cried so hard that night because I realized that I wasn’t messed up. I wasn’t alone.
I finally had a word to describe what I thought was broken inside me, and I finally saw that I am not broken.
I am a boy.
Even typing those words flat out here in front of my friends and family who do not know scares the living hell out of me, but at the same time it’s so relieving.
I feel like I can breathe again.
It is transgender visibility day, and I will be visible for those who cannot. #transgender #ftm #femaletomale #transboy #transmale #lgbt #transmen #transman #transgendervisibilityday #transpeoplematter #savetranskids #transboysofinstagram