I remember when…

I remember when  I thought I was a lesbian,

but receiving felt so uncomfortable and wrong.

I remember when I lost my virginity – to a man

but it left me feeling disgusted, sore, and wrong.

I remember when I dumped an abusive boyfriend –

I never looked back – I felt so liberated!

I remember when I donated my clothes,

because they were too girly for me.

I remember when I told my mom about my gender –

and she told me not to tell my father – shame.

I remember when I called the trans helpline

and realized my sex and gender baffled me.

I remember when I got my first chest binder –

and admired my flat, masculine chest.

I remember the start of my transition, and how much more comfortable I was being me.

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