"Are you man enough?" I said to the mirror, or rather, the one in the mirror asked me. Because no, I'm not man enough. I'm not even close to be one. No matter what I do, I still look like a girl; I still sound and act like one. No matter What I Do. Cut my hair? I still look like a girl. I don't have any binders or anything that other T-guys have so they look more like a man. No way of getting testosterone.
My reflection looked at me dead in the eyes."If you don't even "try" to look like one, how are people gonna know who you are. You don't even know if your friends really see you as a guy or they just use your preferred name and pronouns only when you're near." Other 16 year old T-guys are getting their short haircuts and binders. Some started their testosterone. Other have even gotten top surgery at 16. What did I do? Absolutely nothing.
It also didn't help that my parents would rather have a dead daughter than a thriving son.
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