“You’re a F🖤cking Miracle!”

Me: why?

Gf: Well you'd get call call from a cop saying

"Ma'am can you please pick her up shes running around telling everyone she used to have a pernis. It was bring your kid to work day and when my son asked where her balls went and she said in the most sassy flamboyant voice ever, 'Well honey they inflated them and put them on my chest!' Please get her as soon as possible."

Me: *laughed for five minutes straight then starts choking, then laughing again

Gf yelling from another room now: Don't die!

Its just easier not to talk about my bio family they are a fucking abusive mess....

In a perfect world I might change my name...

Been playing with Ash or Melody...

But for the simplicity of everyone around me I just gonna stick with a nickname from my birth name that can be used for both genders. Its usually female though but what ever...

I have no idea how to navigate this... it felt so good to tell someone but also my home life is already so complicated... I love my family they are amazing supportive people... but they think using someone's dead name when they don't like what they are doing, are mad at them,

Talking about them when they where young before they came out, or the wind changes. It kills me so fucking much, like physically hurts. And I cant tell anyone why...

can you hear me?

S.O.S

The love you gave me

Nothing else can save me

S.O.S

When you're gone

How can I even try to go on?

When you're gone