My life as a transgender boy

Ftm

A ftm transgender is a male who is born in a female body. That is who I am. When I changed my name, I changed it to Drake, though my mom wanted to change it to James.

My mom didn't understand me back then. She though that she was raising a little girl. She accepted me, but continued to worry on the way. When I got testosterone shots, my mom cried all day. She was scared. She felt as if science had taken over me and that I was becoming a test subject. She became more nervous every time I took a dose. My dad had to calm her down.

My dad was very accepting. He didn't care about our interests as long as it wasn't harmful. One time when my older sister was crying, my brother dressed as a princess to calm her down. My dad just smiled. My mother made him take it off. She was scared that other kids would bully him if she saw.

My brother didn't care that I did boyish things. He was very happy that he had someone to play with. He didn't have many friends who lived a close enough distance away, so he was glad to have me there.

My sister never played with us unless we were using our PlayStation. Otherwise, she just stayed in her room. She was bummed that I wasn't a girl. She always tried to paint my nails and wanted me to play dressup with her. She accepted me though, just like the rest of my family.

This is the story of how it all started.