So in December of 1990 I was born and then adopted by the coolest people Dave Glover and Vicky Furnish Glover in the freaking world who had a son Chris Glover who is the coolest big brother who then married the coolest woman Laura Kathryn. Now, even cool people make mistakes and they just happened to mistake me for a girl. Now it wasnt their fault really thats what the doctors said and thats what the papers said and thats what the adoption agency said I was. But I wasnt. Though my body or biological gender was female my brain or expressed gender is male. So all my life I grew up feeling wrong. I would look in the mirror and see this girl staring at me so I stopped looking in the mirror. I stopped bathing because it reminded me that I was a girl. And most importantly I stopped being happy. I didnt know how to express this and I didnt really have words to know that this was the problem but luckily my mom usually went with it. When I convinced her to let me wear boy cloths or cut my hair off and I would laugh when people would tell me that one day Ill grow up and want to wear dresses. And yes I did wear dresses, and no I didnt like it but what are you suppose to do when the world (not my mother) the world tells you well maybe if you just looked girly you would get attention and then you would like it? So after a lot of thought and contemplation and reading and googling and documentaries and talks and fear and a lot a lot A LOT of internal pain I told my family in December 2013 that the world was wrong! I am a BOY! So if youve read this far your like, omg what did they say? Well, long story not so short they said no, you are you! You are the youest you you can be and WE LOVE YOU! So basically what this is all leading up to is that for the past year I have been transitioning my body to match my internal ME. I take hormones and am so excited to announce that I will be having a surgery on Wednesday to remove my female breast. (Ironically during breast cancer awareness month ;) ). Now I realize and Im sure you all do to that this post is a bit tmi because Im ME and that that really doesnt concern any of you but I couldnt quite explain what love means to me unless I explained all of this. Because love to me is the fact my parents are driving me to the surgery this Wednesday and love to me is my mom telling me how hot i look in my suit. Love is my sister in law asking if she could have my boobs for her friend. Love is my dad being jealous of my new muscles and many other jokes I wont share with you. So in short I want to update you on the fact that Im having surgery but most importantly i want to share with you how much Im loved! And how that love has made me the kind of person that has become surrounded by a TON of other people full of love (you all know who you are because you can read this post) And I want to take a moment to tell those people how much I love them in a ridiculously long post on social media while sneaking in the fact that oh by the way Im transgender. So thank you all for taking a second to listen Ill keep you posted as needed :)
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 05:02:30 +0000
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