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I have always considered myself extremely lucky to have such a close knit, supportive family. No matter how far apart from one another we are, the love we share is never questioned. I know I personally have been gifted with your kindness and acceptance in the past. That brings me to what I am about to share with you today. To preface this, I know what I am about to say is going to shock many. I also don't expect anyone to understand right away. Lord only knows it has taken me over a decade to fully understand this myself. You all know that I have struggled over the years. Struggled with my mental health, with my pursuits, with my own sense of self. It would be easy to pin all of this on depression, but frankly, that is not the biggest culprit. The biggest culprit has always been, since I was quite young, my gender identity. "What?" Yes. My gender identity. Some might already know that I struggled with this a bit more openly when I was a teenager. Those who didn't might be extremely confused, especially given how eager I was to glam it up for a while there. As I mentioned before, I don't expect anyone to read this and understand. I just want everyone to know that no matter what happens, I am still the same person. I still have the same likes, dislikes, desires; the same terrible sense of humour; the same unquestionable love for my family and friends. Just maybe with a different coat of paint. I hope that you are all able to support me in this change. If you want to learn more about what being trans means, here are a few links to some great resources.