I’m a 17-year-old girl who lives in a town full of people with Amish mindset but just technologically advanced. During my younger years, I filled the hole that loneliness created with bags of chips and soon I ballooned up like one of those bags. I pulled away from everything and I would wear full hand even in the blaring sun. I turned my whole wardrobe into black clothes and the only music I would listen to will either be by queens or panic at the disco. And the verbal and physical abuse continued from my peers and my parents for being fat. But my insecurity was not only being fat there is something else too I was, in fact, something that my parents shame and shun and I realized this when I kept playing 10 seconds of Jon Cozarts after ever after again and again like a freak and those lines said: “I am a guy in my soul” and that’s the same thing my heart says to. I am Trans and I will take this secret to my grave.

P.S.there is nothing wrong with black clothes and listening to PATD and queens