She told me she would never be able to accept me, and my being transgender. That she doesn't "agree" with transgender people and that she'd have to talk to my dad about it later. I knew that just meant they'd argue loudly about it while I listened in sitting at the top of the stairs, as I've done for every argument about what they'd do with me.
Feeling like your parents don't love you enough to even try to respect you is a horrible stab in the heart. So what are we supposed to do with that pain?
That night I thought I would lose myself. The pain was too much for me to bear. So I did what I knew I needed, and I reached out to somebody. I texted my boyfriend and we talked about what had happened and how I felt about it. That is what really, really helped me. Having someone support me and listen to me vent made me realize I really wasn't as alone as I felt.
You do not have to bear this pain alone. There are kids out there just like you, who understand what you're going through. There are people in your life who care about you and will be able to hold you up when you need it. And if you don't know who those people are, or you haven't found them yet, there are professionals you can talk to. And forums of people who understand. And a whole community of people who will always support you. We are not broken, we can be strong together.
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