Story #2557

When I came out as non-binary, I had to come out twice. I’d known I wasn’t my assigned gender since I was eight years old, back in year three. I came out to my parents for the first time when I was 12. They told me it was “just a phase” and that I was “persuaded into this by the media”. I truly thought that they would be supportive since they already knew I was bi. My friends were supportive, but everyone only seems to use my preferred name and pronouns when texting, never at school or to my face. The second time I came out to my parents, I finally got through to them. I was allowed to style my hair how I wanted… but that was it. No name change, they don’t use my correct pronouns… but one day everyone will respect me for who I am, one day I will be who I want to be, look how I want to look. This is like a mantra I repeat to myself. “One day… I will be me.” (Non-binary/13/Bisexual)