My Life

Dear Me,

I am transgender 

And I am afraid of the world

I am afraid to walk out of my house, 

For the fear that someone may hurt me for being me. 

I fear that I will not find love,

Because I am transgender.

I hate looking in the mirror,

All I see are my flaws and insecurities.

I hate waking up everyday in the wrong body.

My life is not perfect no matter how hard I try.

Some days I want to end it all, 

But somehow I am still alive. 

At times I feel useless,

I feel disgusting,


A disappointment.

I don't know what to do anymore.

Should I carry on?

Is this even worth it?

Would anybody even miss me?

I don't think so.

But I guess I have to patient,

Even if I hate it. 

My life is awful and filled with hate for myself,

But it is still my life.

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