Sometimes, I forget how much I love my actual friends.
Basically, I stopped hanging out with my real friends for a few months because I was afraid of losing them once I told them I was trans. So, two of my friends who hang out with a completely different group of people, already knew, so I started hanging out with people that already knew about me. People that I wouldn't care if I lost them or not because I didn't know them.
However, then, as I began coming out to more people at school, eventually my real friends found out because they wanted to know what was going on with me, and they were really proud of me. My one gay guy friend saw me in the cafeteria, ran up, and hugged me, and then was telling me how proud he was that I came out as trans (he says that I make a cute boy, apparently. LOL.) It was great. (:
So, I went back to hanging out with my actual friends during school and whatnot. They all accept me, and they saw my name and pronoun change on facebook and were immediately calling me Devyn and using male pronouns when we were talking. Nobody referred to me as my female name or female pronouns and none of them slipped up or anything. I was so happy.
It's great that they were accepting, but then I had to deal with my other friends that aren't really associated with my other groups. For example, one of my friends, she ran up to me when I passed her table in the cafeteria, and when she called my female name to get my attention and then hugged me, I said, "Is it okay if you call me Devyn? I prefer it." And she was all, "Devyn? Sure. Okay."
I think most people, if I tell them to call me Devyn, they understand that I want male pronouns too. I think people are putting my name change and appearance together. I had to explain to one girl my pronoun change, but she was perfectly fine with it and told me that I could tell her anything (I think I actually talked about her in another topic of mine.)
Anyway, they are all amazing. (:
I'm waiting till next school year to correct my teachers though. I don't want to change everything on them and my class in the middle of the semester. So, I'll just wait for the new school year, then confront my teachers about it before class starts on the first day. That means I'll have to correct 8 teachers. XD Oh great. But it'll be worth it.
I'll get crap from the rest of my school though. Oh well.
I know for a fact that some of my friends won't hesitate to beat the ->-bleeped-<- out of anybody who hurts me though. So that's something. Although I'm pretty sure I can fight my own battles. The point is that they have my back if I need them.
So...I'm really happy, and I can't wait for 11th grade.
After that, I just have to work on my parents. They're still being bad about my identity, but oh well. I only have to deal with them for two more years.
I can't believe that this time last year, I was depressed and couldn't figure out what was wrong with me and why I wanted to be a boy so badly, and now, I've figured it out and everybody is acknowledging it and accepting it.
I can't believe how much I've changed looks-wise and confidence-wise since last year.
It's so insane. But I'm so happy now. c:
