Story #2593

When I came out… I was 8 or 9. I was watching a Barbie show and fell in love with the pretty pink dresses and cutesy bows and I told my mom, who was three months pregnant with my little sister, that I wanted to be a girl. She was at first surprised but she placed her hand on my shoulder and told her that she’ll love me no matter who or what I become. However, when I came out to my dad, who just returned from a work trip, he was disgusted and said that God made man and woman, not abominations. My mom argued with him and my dad still disrespects me and refers to me as a he/him. (Transgender/MtF/12/Bisexual)