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life shot me into a direction i wasn't expecting i grew up wearing dresses, and bows in my hair but never felt at home in my own skin i got older, and started hanging out with the boys in my neighborhood and i realized i was much more like them than my sisters i didn't feel "pretty" i felt tough and rough and like i just wanted to be somebody else high school hit, and by this time i was no longer Heather i was Trent and for the first time in my life i felt like i was me my mom cried so much saying "i'm going to miss my little girl so much, but now i finally have a son. i love you" my dad, on the other hand, he took it differently he said if i was a boy then that meant he could kick my *** when i had done something wrong and he did i never felt like he loved me even when i was his little girl i wasn't pretty like my sisters i was never meant to be that girl i grew up being nowadays i just can't keep a woman they say the *** isn't important, but i know it is and i'm starting to wonder if i should just be on my own
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
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life shot me into a direction i wasn't expecting i grew up wearing dresses, and bows in my hair but never felt at home in my own skin i got older, and started hanging out with the boys in my neighborhood and i realized i was much more like them than my sisters i didn't feel "pretty" i felt tough and rough and like i just wanted to be somebody else high school hit, and by this time i was no longer Heather i was Trent and for the first time in my life i felt like i was me my mom cried so much saying "i'm going to miss my little girl so much, but now i finally have a son. i love you" my dad, on the other hand, he took it differently he said if i was a boy then that meant he could kick my *** when i had done something wrong and he did i never felt like he loved me even when i was his little girl i wasn't pretty like my sisters i was never meant to be that girl i grew up being nowadays i just can't keep a woman they say the *** isn't important, but i know it is and i'm starting to wonder if i should just be on my own
this was extremely hard for me to write and share
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
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