Enough is Enough

Chapter 1 diff•er•ent

I knew something was different about me. I've known it since I was younger, but I never knew what exactly was different. My parents knew it too. My father wasn't as concerned about it, mother however was.
I'm an only child so I had to be the perfect child. Everything my mother wanted me to be. When I turned 10 I was tired of being someone I wasn't, I tried to figure out who I am what was different about me. When I confronted my mother about it she said was angry. I've never seen her angry before, it was as if I took away her happiness and replaced it with nothing but anger. Since that day she turned into something else something terrifying. My father told me not to worry that she'll get over it.
Will she?
That's a question I ask myself to this day.
My birth name is Mathew Trey. I was born and raised in a Christian family where I had to be the perfect Christian boy otherwise I was damned to hell or something like that. In my point of view I think if god loved his children like they say then he would love his children even if they weren't perfect, like me.
During my freshman year of highschool I found out what made me different, or atleast the name for it. We just moved to a bigger City and It was my first time in a public school after my first week I couldn't figure out why I couldn't fit in with the jocks and boys, yet I was able to fit in with the preps and girly girls. I didn't have the same interest as the guys I knew I was different but I didn't think I was So different I couldn't fit in. Then second semester I met a girl named Lilly she and I became close and soon inseperable. We told eachother everything, well, almost everything I never told her that I felt different. I was afraid that if she knew I was different she would no longer want to be my friend. These days being different was wrong. I never understood why, but I went with it.
Then one day I decided I was no longer afraid of being different just as long as I was being myself.
"What's with you?" Ask Lilly, "you seem happier then usual."
"I'm different Lilly" I reply with confidence "and I'm proud of being different."
Lilly smiled. "Good."
she continued, "I have something to ask you."
I started getting nervous. "Yes?"
"What is so different about you?"
I sat there for a bit then I began to explain how from the start I liked to do things girls did I didn't like football or getting dirty.
"You mean, you think you're transgender?" She asked
"Transgender?" I gave her a confused look
"You don't know what transgender is?"
"No, what's that?"
"Well..." She paused.
"Trans basically means you basically the opposite sex, like let's say I'm transgendered I like doing things guys do and I want to be a boy so I start dressing the way boys do and acting the way boys do."
"Oh my god.." I smiled "you just answered the biggest question I've ever asked myself!" I hugged her tightly and whispered "thank you so much." She smiled and hugs tighter "hey that's what best friends are for."
That was the last good day I've ever had.