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Coming out
There’s been a battle going on inside my body. One that longs for a man to be mine but then also a woman to love me. It’s all very confusing to me. I try to tell people about me but when I do nothing comes out. I’m afraid if I do tell them I’ll get called names. It’s not easy being who I am openly to others. I’ve heard the cruel names we get called by people on different media sites. And I’m afraid to be called those things myself.
I want to open up and come out with who I am but am I ready to face the battle head first. Am I really ready to let other see the side of me that I have been too afraid to share for so long. I’ve hid who I am for over eight years now and it’s been extremely difficult to show who I am. I’m trying but I don’t like what I have been called on social media. I won’t say the names but it tore me apart. I opened to people who I thought I could trust with my secret but I instantly regretted it. To be called names no person should have to go through. To be asked to prove myself to others so they could continue to humiliate me publicly. I want to open up and come out but I’m not strong enough. Maybe one day when the world is more understanding I’ll be ready but for now I’m going to keep hidden.
There’s been a battle going on inside my body. One that longs for a man to be mine but then also a woman to love me. It’s all very confusing to me. I try to tell people about me but when I do nothing comes out. I’m afraid if I do tell them I’ll get called names. It’s not easy being who I am openly to others. I’ve heard the cruel names we get called by people on different media sites. And I’m afraid to be called those things myself.
I want to open up and come out with who I am but am I ready to face the battle head first. Am I really ready to let other see the side of me that I have been too afraid to share for so long. I’ve hid who I am for over eight years now and it’s been extremely difficult to show who I am. I’m trying but I don’t like what I have been called on social media. I won’t say the names but it tore me apart. I opened to people who I thought I could trust with my secret but I instantly regretted it. To be called names no person should have to go through. To be asked to prove myself to others so they could continue to humiliate me publicly. I want to open up and come out but I’m not strong enough. Maybe one day when the world is more understanding I’ll be ready but for now I’m going to keep hidden.
