don't usually do vents... but i have to get some stuff off my chest. on valentines day, i found out that i got into governor's school of arts and humanities for the summer odyssey program. i was so happy. but right after... things got worse. my parents told me that they might get rid of my cat. my cat. she's the one thing that i have worked for in my life right now. i get it, my mom's pregnant, there's alot going on, but you can't just throw that away! i'm being torn apart... the one thing i could talk to... it's too much. i can't even tell them that i'm tired of being a girl. i wan't to be trans. but i know they wouldn't accept me. they'd tell me i'm wrong. they'd tell me that i don't know what's best for me. i can't express myself. what makes it worse, was that my friends did understand me. they respected me, and encouraged me. but i learned that some of them are transphobic, and they don't accept trans. and i have to keep it together, because i live with my sister. she has bad anxiety, and i have to make sure that she isn't overwhelmed. she has sleep paralysis, and anything that stresses her out could deprive her from sleep. and encourage nightmares. i just have to hold it together. but it's just too much. i can't
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