What makes you think you have the right to choose my gender, when I can’t even choose my gender?
What makes you think you have the right to choose my sexuality, when I can’t even choose my sexuality?
What makes you think you have the right to say how I’m allowed to feel about my body, when I can’t choose how I feel about my body?
What give you any right over my emotions? What give you any right to say what I can and cannot be? What gives you the right to stomp all over my feelings, simply because your ‘facts’ disagree?
If you think you have any rights to control me, or change me- You never loved me. You only ever loved what you thought I was before you got to know me. And when I didn’t fit your mold, you decided that I needed to be different for you.
Well guess what? I am different now. But I’m different FOR ME.
So put that in your juice box and suck it piss baby.
I’m finally me. And I’m NEVER going back because someone like YOU, tells me I have to.