I haven't been on here in quite sometime so I'll just do a quite background then to the story.
Background:
When I was little nobody knew if I was going to be a boy or a girl. Then surprise I was a female as of June 23rd around 10:00 a.m. Though I was a female I told everyone I was a boy my family would always say, " You're a girl, stop this nonsense." Though I didn't care, but the Christian a school I went to would call me a boy and use male pronouns. They aloud me to be who I was. I ended up moving to a public elementary school (for a year and a half) which was a big change people didn't understand and wouldn't call me a boy so I had them all call me it, to feel slightly comfortable. I got bullied here and there but I just got back up and continued being and doing as I pleased. I still had them call me it through out junior high as well. Once high school hit I finally started going through puberty so I had to accept the fact that I wasn't a boy. I soon fell deeply in love with a girl, i only told my cousin and keep it a secret for a year. I finally told her sophomore year and a few more people, and they all took it so well. I had no issues with anybody. Near the end of that summer my mom called me on the phone while I was at my other cousin's house. We had a long talk about the whole situation. She told me it was wrong and disgusting and all those other lovely words. She thought I was forced into being gay. After that she started interrogating me on every girl I talked to.
Present:
I was on my way to take a finale and I need to print something out so I stopped by my moms work and she came down and let me inside. As we were waiting for our turn my mom goes, "Do you want to be a boy?" I said, "Yep." While looking at the guy waiting to be called up. She says, "Why?" I said, "It's who I want to be and you said I can be anything I wanted." She stopped talking, we got called up and had my papers printed and I went and took my finial. After my final and my mom got home from work my mom tells my dad that I wanted to be a boy and he started yelling at me saying, "Why? You're a girl? You were born that way. You are a pretty girl. Just stay a girl and like girls." I said that's not why I want to be a boy it is because of who I am. I had asked to go to therapy and get a chest binder and they said yea. They aloud me to cut my hair shorter then they aloud me to before. 2 months go by I ask again and my dad said he will help pay for therapy, but I have to pay the rest on my own. All because he doesn't think our insurance will help cover and won't call to find out.
Sorry there was so much to read I tried shorting it up as much as possible.
