I feel stuck, I've always been both handsome and pretty. I've always been athletic. I made a very good lesbian, and then I came out as transgender. My parents love me, they accept me for who I am, so long as I try my very best. "Be the best you can be, and nothing else matters." And for a long time I couldn't be my very best because I was sick. But I'm a freshmen in college now and I have a 4.00 GPA, now I can do my very best. At school my name isn't Geneva, it's G. I wear the same clothes as I do at home, but the only difference is, on campus, I'm he; I'm him, and I'm sir. I tell my parents this, and sometimes when I'm with them they introduce me as their son. I feel so ready, but nothing is moving, nothing is progressing, towards gender therapy, or testosterone; and I'm so tolerant. I am so patient. But I do not deserve this discomfort. I've been dysphoric since puberty, never really realized what transgender was. And then I discover, there's a way! A way, for me not to feel, wrong. Like I'm naked and every time I cover the nakedness I'm shamed. It makes me feel stuck. How do I not scream, mommy daddy help me I'm naked. I'm naked everywhere I go. it hurts. I don't want to be patient anymore, I want a solution. I'm in pain, and I communicate. But they don't seem to understand the urgency.