Yeah I know it's never going to dissapear...

So I wrote this on a blog, and I thought I'd share it, it kind of goess into some depth of how I feel, and how my parents reacted. It's the first time I've really shared it in public as well.:
As of now I hate my life. I don't hate life, I just hate my life. It's obvious what's going on with me. I was one of the unfortunate few born as a male, but really a female. I hate to call it a problem, because I know there isn't really anything wrong with me, I'm not stupid. I'm a normal person... I just was born in the wrong body...
I love my parents, but let me get into them. My parents aren't supportive. Why? Because she wanted a perfect family. A boy and a girl. She got her wish, and very much at my expense. She's told me so many times before that she was so happy to get a son... It kills me. In so many ways. To think that I'm going against her... I love her, but this isn't fair. I am a female, whether she wanted it or not.
I've tried to ignore it. but basically a lot of things bring it to my mind. I can't even go to the bathroom without wishing I was truly female. Due to that, I stopped using public restrooms at all costs, unless there's a unisex/family bathroom nearby and then I run to it... but basically I hurt myself so much to do that... I can't stand the thought of ever using a Men's bathroom again. I hated how they always left the seat up. and when they didn't put it up they'd get it all over the seat. Disgusting! It is a true struggle being me, and I wish I could just use that Women's bathroom, just once... and it worries me doing it at home even, my parents could be very aware of this because of hints my dad has left at various times, the other day before a movie I put on my mom's jacket, and he was like "You like wearing women's clothes, don't you?" Though it's possible he didn't mean it to be offensive, it may have been as well. So now I take showers to hide it. I'll ask to take a shower then go to bathroom. Someday they'll probably discover that pattern as well! I HATE THIS!
Okay, some time for some more...
I've told my mom before, and she thought I was joking. She tried to talk me out of it, and tell me it was a phase people go through. I just couldn't believe that. It was too mentally painful and serious to be just a phase. So I tried to talk to her more about it, because I knew it was serious... She just wouldn't listen to me. So I started wearing girl's underwear. I also snuck in my sister's room and stole a bunch of her clothes (funny, how she is barely shorter then me). Though I was never caught with those on, I was caught with the underwear, and she immediatally got on to me for it. In fact for a while she checked to make sure I was wearing guy's underwear... That really plunged me further, knowing that she doesn't support me at all.
Nowadays, my sister is gone, and so is her clothes. I'm stuck with nothing. I can't dress up like a female like I used to... It's sad for me...
Anyways, my mom got really frustrated at the thought, and in order to get her from getting really stressed I had to tell her a lie. I told her that the problem was actually my height... and she quickly got happy again. I guess since then she hasn't worried... but it's been on my mind all along.
I wish I had supportive parents, I actually wish I would have been female in the first place. This torture is not neccessary. I don't know what I ever did to deserve it.

~Victoria~