#11 Fear

Normally fear would be like a haunted house or a scary movie, but not in my case. The time I felt fear was when I came as as transgender to my dad. I knew he wouldn’t accept me for who I was, no matter how much I tried to persuade him. I remember we were in the car on one of our late night trips home and I asked him if he accepted transgenders. He went into this big speech about how he had never really accepted gays or trans people. I knew I was in trouble, he asked me why. I told him I was transgender. He told me all the normal stuff like “You’ll always be _____ to me” and “You can’t be a male, you were born a female.” I basically told him all I wanted him to do is to call me Oliver, my given name. Which is very hard for him to do. I’ve never understood why but I guess that’s how it is with some people. He’s not very supportive. I told him neither is my mom. I guess he understood and the rest of the car ride was in silence. I learned that day at 12:14 am that people aren’t going to be supportive of me decisions, but that shouldn’t stop me.