I never have done. I think I am shit. Have done for as long as I can remember. I don't think I am worth anything l. Never can except a compliment. People tell me I am smart, but I can never believe them. 


I wish I could love being me. But I can't. And during those first 8 or so months after I disclosed it was worse. I really hated myself. I hated waking up and being me. I just wished that I could escape, have a new life. Be someone different.



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