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Froot here, I would like to share a message with you all, I’ve been considering it for a long while and I hope you will accept me because this is who I am.

~ WARNING ~

This is a super sensitive subject and I will be coming out as transgender in this message. Anyone against this subject can be gone and be a disgusting person. I will accept no hate from anyone and will continue my life happily as a female.

~ Where it all starts ~

I was born a boy on January 10th 2003, a what so seemed happy, normal kid. But this is NOT the case. It all started when I was about 3/4 years old. I started to take great interest in my sister's clothes, dolls, and beautiful long blond hair. I was spanked and yelled at by my parents. I would cry so hard. I then stopped acting like a girl in front of my parents and started doing things while they weren't looking. School was really tough for me, I would hang out with the girls and I would use markers and color my nails. Years passed and I started to take interest in things such as shoes!!

I would go into my Mom's closet and while she was at the supermarket and while my sister was with her friends I decided to put on her heels and walk around the house and put on my sisters clothes. I would always make sure she left and was gone before I did it. When her grey range rover left the property I leaped and laughed and smiled. I ran like a cheetah up the walnut stairs and went into my mom's wardrobe. I would take the tallest pair and pretend I was a Victoria's Secret model. When I was 10 I decided to shave my legs with a shaver. It went perfectly well!!

My dad had caught me a couple times almost. While I was having a shower in the master suite I was wearing the heels and strutting around the closet. I didn't know he was going to open the door and do the trash can! He almost saw me I was in the closet and dropped the heels. He asked what I was doing in there as I slammed the door for zero evidence. I said ''Dada!! Don't walk in I'm changing in here!" I was shaking like crazy and locked the door.

I then started to wear a dot of my sister's nail polish on my thumb and just say that it was painted. Years passed again and I started to drop hints I want to be a girl. Like coming home crying saying that people said I was trying to be a girl. Walking on my tipping toes, the way I would go shopping and hold my bags, take interest in what my mom was buying with my sister on makeup websites.

~ Why I wanna transition ~

I get up out of my plush seat, my lushes hazel curls bounce in the air every strut. My heels clicking on the marble floor as my emerald green eyes gaze into the distance. I lightly tap on my blush on my soft peachy skin. I have dreamt of this for my whole live. It's time for me to express who I am and to me the person I have wanted to be. I want to be a female more than a drowning man wants air.

So, if all of you could be the amazing, supportive people I know you can be and accept me for who I have wanted to be my whole life. I have suffered and I will no longer suffer. I will be the beautiful, strong, slaying queen I know I can and WILL be.

No one will ever let me down and I am not going to listen to anyone who hates me. I have been depressed for too long and I will live life to the fullest.

Thank you.