When I was in school I was bullied. Kids would spit on me, kick me, put my backpack inside out and push me down the stairs. When I told an administrator they told me, “A lady boy half-person like you should expect to be treated that way.” Students and teachers called me an “it” and a “tranny”. So, I withdrew out of high school my first week of junior year and got my GED.
I’m going to the Community College majoring in art, but I love criminology. I want to be a comedian and an artist. I have anxiety, bipolar disorder, PTSD, and depression. I have been on Testosterone since January 2013. I also got my name and gender changed on my birth certificate, etc. I identify as a gay man and asexual. Some people ask me why did I “become” a boy, to like boys. My sexuality has nothing to do with my gender. I always knew I was a boy I just never told anyone. In elementary school I would stand up when they asked the boys to stand. I wanted to play sports and play video games, but I was ostracized. I can’t even go on the city bus without cringing at the things people call me. Some my family disowned me. It seems wherever I look I can’t pass as myself. I don’t want to prove my happiness, my gender, my pronouns or my name.
I want to help all the transgender kids, even by showing them that it is possible, to dream of a day without dysphoria. Nobody should have to go through what I’ve been through. I have been sexually assaulted. And my service dog passed away. I’m a suicide survivor. I’ve been homeless before. I didn’t choose to be this way. Life is too short to be sad. I really don’t want anymore trans people to die from ignorance or suicide. All I want is equality. I get through each day with positivity!
