ive been living with constant body dysmorphia since the 2nd grade as im going into 12th. i have recently came out to my mom about this because shes been there and learned how to accept me coming out as lesbian, but all she said was "i dont know why kids and making this dumb trend about wanting to be a boy" and it made me realize that shes no different than my homophobic father, and that if i do go and change for me to be happy, she nor him would accept it. i feel gross in my own skin, i scratch at it hoping to be freed, ive cut it because it was the only way that made me feel like i was going to crawl out of it, im not well, my body is sick, im dying from anemia, and the least i wished for was for my mom to support me and realize how her words made me feel more disgusted with my own skin and mind, i hate this anatomy i was given, especially if it gives my father the "right" to comment on what a woman is supposed to do. clean and cook. its all he says. now then, farewell.