Today's date- July 14th, 2015
Time- 4:58 P.M.
My family is going out to dinner tonight and its my first time dressing like a boy in front of all of them. Only my grandmother knows so far. The people at dinner will be my grandmother (51), aunt (30), uncle (48), uncles wife (47), and grandmothers ex husband (56). My aunt is pretty thick headed and closed minded. She doesn't really "understand how someone can be trans". My uncle and his wife are extremely religious and don't accept any type of person unless they're cis and straight.
I'm wearing what's pictured above: boys shorts, a baggy Attila tank top with my binder under it, my combat boots, and I'm wearing cologne.
Hopefully nobody will ask questions.
My grandmothers ex husband isn't very good at keeping his mouth closed though. A few days ago the family was together at a barbecue and he pointed out the raised scars on my arm, "you're a cutter. That sh*t is so retarded."
To which I ran into the bathroom and had an anxiety attack and threw up a few times.
I think he might have felt bad though so maybe he won't do something like that again...?
Oh well, here's hoping this goes well!
-Lennox
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