Story #711

When I came out as ftm transgender, I first told my sister. I asked her what she thought it would be like to have a brother. She immediately thought that our mom was pregnant. I laughed, kinda nervously, and said no, you already have one. She hugged me and said, “Good, because I never wanted an older sister, only an older brother.” I was a little hurt, but it made me feel good that she accepted me as a guy.