Genevieve Holst // District One // CBD 2
Dec 27, 2018 22:03:13 GMT -5
Post by Arrows on Dec 27, 2018 22:03:13 GMT -5
18 years old
Transgender Female
Strong, Nurturing, Independent
Transgender Female
Strong, Nurturing, Independent
Their words first rang riddled with denial, anger sewing together their sentences of hatred and disbelief. Nothing but a phase, an issue that with proper help can be fixed, I was something to be fixed. Such ideas, such painful persistence, I fought back against knowing that my body wasn't whole, wasn't my home. Despite their slang and wicked words which dug deeper than any objects they would throw amidst our fights, this wasn't something I could "just get over." I am not Gavin Haines, I am not their son, and I am not a boy.
Anger infused with close-mindedness gave way to chilling winter and absolute isolation. No glances were given or words spoken as my body transitioned and I bloomed in a summer of internal happiness I had never known. While I found home within my own skin, I lost the walls of the one which was built around me from my birth. To them, I was murdering their son, but what they never could comprehend was they didn't have a son in the first place. I am their daughter, or I used to be.
The final stage of my new, true, life came with a large envelope and a suitcase left on my bed. Money to buy my relinquishing of their last name. Money for freedom from me. I didn't take it because I accepted such terrible thoughts, I took it because it was better for me to surround myself with people who loved Genevieve and not Gavin. And now I am, with my girlfriend and our house for children like us, I have all the love I do deserve, despite what they thought.
Anger infused with close-mindedness gave way to chilling winter and absolute isolation. No glances were given or words spoken as my body transitioned and I bloomed in a summer of internal happiness I had never known. While I found home within my own skin, I lost the walls of the one which was built around me from my birth. To them, I was murdering their son, but what they never could comprehend was they didn't have a son in the first place. I am their daughter, or I used to be.
The final stage of my new, true, life came with a large envelope and a suitcase left on my bed. Money to buy my relinquishing of their last name. Money for freedom from me. I didn't take it because I accepted such terrible thoughts, I took it because it was better for me to surround myself with people who loved Genevieve and not Gavin. And now I am, with my girlfriend and our house for children like us, I have all the love I do deserve, despite what they thought.
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