A Series of Transgender Experiences

Load raw text

When I was 13, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and pulled my hair back, and looked in wonder as it seemed to make me look more feminine. I stuffed socks into my shirt.

When I was 14, I stopped going shirtless, it made me uncomfortable.

When I was 22, my parents called me man and dude, it makes my heart sink.

When I was 12, I figured out what the feminine version of my name was, and imagined constantly late at night, that I would wake up and be her.

When I was 7, I wore jewelry and big jackets and ran around the house.

When I was 21, I ran into a drug store, and bought nail polish and shaved my legs.