I wish I could tell everybody that...
Finally, after these years....I feel calm
while i like that they come to me with their problems, questions, and trials, I would really appreciate one of them being there for me and not judging what i desperately need to tell someone
How trapped I feel. My friends call me by my chosen name, but I don't think they see me as a real guy. I love how supportive they are but it hurts every day knowing how long I'm waiting to be able to transition.
@KevinBoBevin you're so strong and brave......... I wish you the best
I wish I could tell everybody that I am a girl trapped in a boy's body. Or that I'm a boy that loves heels and dressing up.
@Data56 you're not alone........... One day you'll be free............ Hudge hug hun, be strong
@ariana2191 thanks :) I wish I could be strong. I just can't wait to move out.
Give people the benefit of the doubt
Don't automatically jump to the worst possible conclusion
That I'm scared and struggling!
It is so hard, regardless of how wrong, to leave a love and escape addiction!
No one ever said to me "I love you" in a romantic way, I never had a boyfriend....... I guess it's ok living without that "big love" we all dream about it...... but it makes me kind of sad the feeling of missing passion and real love in my life
That sometimes it takes all I have just to keep walking with you down the hall and keep talking and not turn around and run away.
I wish I could tell everybody that mental illness is not somethijg to be feared, that mental illness can be treated just like any other illness and it doesn't make anyone any less of a person.
How different I am yet how I can relate to so much. Ever since high shool started i have been the quiet guy. Very few people (who i am immensely gateful for ) noticed me and took interest in being my friend. They always tell me how everyone would love me if I could just come out of my shell. They always marvel at how funny and sweet i am, but i'm never confident enough to dare to speak to people i don't know. I'm up at early hours filled with dread that I'll die alone and never muster up the courage to approach my soul mate. I guess its just another case of teen angst.