All I Want Is My Family to Love Me, but They Kicked Me Out for Being Trans

It’s been two years. I haven’t heard my mother’s voice for two years. I’ve dreamed of being back in my family home on the other side of the country each night. They are just dreams. They aren’t real. I know they’re not real because my home is warm. My father embraces me. My mother dotes on me. I would play joyfully with all my siblings. My father would not be out at sea all the time. There would be love. I was thirteen when they kicked me from my home. It was quite literally a kick. That day passed with the violence of a storm. The last day I saw them. I refused to change with the boys at school, and the teacher called my parents. My mother came, and I told them that I was a woman. My father belted me. They told me to leave the home, and I did. <a href="https://medium.com/prismnpen/all-i-want-is-my-family-to-love-me-but-they-kicked-me-out-for-being-trans-8446006494df">Website</a>