u/Hot_Illustrator_2720

Basically, for class, I was planning to wear a dress that I had worn before, but this time it felt off. I felt like an abomination, so I decided not to wear it.

When I arrived at the classroom, my friend asked me if I was doing okay. I just started crying for half an hour, and eventually I ran off to my home.

One hour later, my friends arrived at my house with a giant esquite, flowers, and cookies. Then we made arepas.

They don’t know what gender dysphoria is, however, I still felt extremely supported by them. I feel less like an abomination, or at least loved.

Thanks for your attention.