knotty schooner
My mom was incredibly transphobic to me. Even threatening to lock me into an asylum. Because of that, I felt like being gender-fluid wasn't "that bad" and it wouldn't make her so mad at me if she found out.
Turns out, I was not gender fluid at all. I'm a full on man. That only showed up after I moved out. I've been he/him for over a month now.
It's honestly nice. I love dressing up in masculine clothes. I love relating to other trans men. I love every single day I get to be myself.
She doesn't know. And she won't. All I want to do is help other people get out of toxic environments and be able to live how they want.
TLDR: Mom was transphobic, was gender-fluid in fear, moved out, realized what gender euphoria was
wintry totem