I didn’t have a choice.

You made me,

All of you.

I don’t know a mother’s love

Or innocent fun with my cousins

Because you ruined it.

It wasn’t anything I had control over.

You did it to me.

My scars are physical and emotional.

I’m 17, trying to be an adult.

But I still act like I’m a child.

Because you traumatized me.

You made it impossible for me to handle life.

Anxiety, depression, anger.

It’s all your fault.

It’s your ******* fault I’m like this.

I exist.

Not because of you.

I’m alive.

Not because of you.

I’m alive and I exist

Because I ******* feel like it.

I don’t give a **** about your opinion.

**** my big transboy ****.