Dec 2020
If, for some reason, I don't make it any longer, just know I am not in pain. I spent my last few months questioning and discovering myself. I was born a female. 'A beautiful baby girl.' Onalee was her name. Isn't it adorable?
I spent 15 years thinking, believing I was a girl. That I would grow into a perfect woman.
No. I'm not a girl, my name is not Onalee. Not anymore at least.
I spent 15 years thinking, believing I was a girl. That I would grow into a perfect woman.
No. I'm not a girl, my name is not Onalee. Not anymore at least.
:) I don't know why I'm posting this but I wrote it in my little black notebook last night and whatever is written in the black book, moves here sooner or later.
