Opening my laptop, cup of coffee in hand, I scanned emails lazily while trying to wake up ready for a day of work. I was no different from any other small business owner, working hard all day and often late into the night, except for one thing; I was FTM transgender.
While I hadn’t always known I was transgender, I had always known that there was something not right with the way I was living. Every teen has moments where they feel like they don’t fit in, but not only was I was shy and lonely, I also found myself locked away in my room contemplating my future and whether I really wanted to be there for it.