I’m 16, Trans guy. I know with my physique I’ll never be seen as a boy. I struggled today to not break down sobbing because I looked at my older brother and just kind of connected the dots he’ll never truly recognize me as a boy. He doesn’t call me my preferred name or use he/him. The only time he does its when my mom makes him use a “compromise” (they/them and a stupid nickname thats a play on my preferred name.) I’m sick of it. I want to be a real boy. I want to love someone as a BOY. I want to be with a woman and have her see me as a man, not some stupid fool that’s convinced themselves they’re something they’re not.
I’ve been out since I was 10. Started talking about it with my mom. Officially came out as transgender to her at 13, and only came out to my dad as trans this year, at 16. I doubt he even remembers. He still calls me his little girl. Still calls me my deadname. It hurts. I can’t do this anymore. I want someone to see me for what I am.
A boy.
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