i remember very clearly when i had just moved to where i live currently, i was in first grade, and i remember this eighth grade girl who was so beautiful, she had light blonde shoulder length curly hair and it was half shaved and she wore a black choker every day and she was the prettiest girl my five year old self had ever seen. my mom was really transphobic about her and i trusted my mom (5 years old), but i never interacted with her so i wasnt like evil about it. anyway, i asked my parents if they remembered her and both of them said no, and i checked the yearbooks and she wasnt in there either, and she wasnt in a picture i clearly remember her being in, so i think she probably was my guardian angel who came down from on high to tell me that being transgender is an option, but it just dissuaded me from being trans because it gave my mom an excuse to tell me that being trans is bad and i believed her.


















