Lets get this out of the way, I am a boy, I have a vagina. I'm in high school, im NOT adjusted, but survival is key, I have one friend, and I'm not quite sure their willing to stay.
I dont know how to explain this to many, but, I'm trans. I still fucking hate myself regaurdless, I bind my chest and am technically on Testosterone. I put up a convincing act at school, so I've managed to build a life for myself, as *me*. my voice is now generally believable although still very shy, I suppose it's just my mannerism. Everyone seemed fooled, until I met "him".
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Getting Comfortable
Teen FictionI guess you could say I'm a bit of a negative person, I've never really had a reason to see things as "happy". I'm in high school, and I'm passing for a boy (finally) but, I met someone, someone great. This might be a good thing for me. Notice: this...
