Transgender FtM Journal

7/1/14

New month, new start, right? I suppose so, today I decided to begin my journal. My therapist recommended me doing this, and from what I know it really does help. I'll be recording all sorts of shit from my shitty life, well I'll make this based on my medical condition: if you haven't guessed, I'm transgender.

Before I start giving all of you my feels (I can't believe I even said "feels"), I'll introduce you to me. So, my name is Liam; I would assume you know that by now. I am fourteen years old, about to start my first year of high school. I'm aware I'm young, I just believe I am far superior in intelligence compared to other people of the same age. Pretty cocky, I know. Ah, if only I had a cock. That's all you need to know, I plan to be as anonymous as possible.

So, I am intending for this to be a sort-of diary. Well, I am writing about my life so I guess a full-on diary? To be honest, I'm not exactly sure what a diary is. Anyways, this is public so you're welcome to read it. I wouldn't know why you would read, maybe you need something to relate to or just want more insight on a transgender person's life. Whatever the cause, you seem to be reading this right now. This will consist of me mostly ranting and raging about life, just warning you now. Also, as a trigger warning, I will venture into talking about suicide so if you're easily triggered by that I'd suggest you walk away.

All of the stuff I'm going to write in this is 100% true, it is about me after all. I don't know if I'll continue with this, so don't be surprised if you see I haven't updated in a year. And I'm not much of a good writer, so don't expect some Shakespeare shit coming from me.

Now with my boring intro out of the way, without further ado, I present to you my journal (next chapter):