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I remember having so much anxiety to tell my mom I was transgender and felt happier as a girl and that that's what I wanted to be. I was struggling so much on the inside because I had no idea what I was feeling and was confused because I didn't feel like a boy and definitely didn't feel comfortable with myself when people would refer to that way. It felt awful I had no idea what to do and who to tell what I was feeling so I kept it on the inside for a while. I loved makeup and things that were stereotypically “girly” and was always told by people it was weird and wrong for me to like that stuff, but the more I started to feel like and look like a girl the happier I got. I knew I had to tell my mom how I was feeling because I couldn't keep it in any longer and just the thought of telling her gave me so much anxiety and I was terrified even though I knew she would accept it but I was still very nervous. So finally I had enough courage to tell her because I didn't want to live as a boy anymore, it turned out really great because she was very accepting of it and just a huge massive weight was lifted off my shoulders because now someone could finally understand me. I had all this fear and anxiety for nothing except when it came to coming out to school and letting everyone know what to refer to me as. So in middle school, I slowly started to transition and let my counselor and teachers and friends know what I wanted to be referred to as. Of course, some people were very rude about it and bullied me for it they would say hurtful things to me and it started to get to me until I realized I just need to do me and not worry about others but if it were someone else who couldn't handle hate who knows what could happen. It has been a very emotional rollercoaster for me with lots of ups and downs but now I'm so much happier than I used to be.
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