so I started transitioning at the age of 12. scared to death of my military father and not wanting to let my mom down. I always said that whom ever God puts in my path I'm gonna love them.
so fast forward about a million years. I had already left home and been living my life as a female for a lifetime.lifetime.a friend of mine needed a place to stay,well I said yes and really liked having her as a roomie. about2 weeks into our new living situation she asked if her girlfriend could come stay the night, I saw nothing wrong with it. so I went to spend the weekend at my fiance house, come mon morning I open my front door and go into my room and there in the middle of my room sitting on the floor spilling pan cake syrup was this little butch lesbian . so my first instinct was to scream at the top of my lungs to snap and clean up the syrup of my hardwood floors.
so after I finished doing that I decided to give her a second chance.chance.from the beginning we didn't get along everytime we passed each other in the apt we had something ugly to say to each other. so I stayed...