Dear You,
"Why don't you wear a dress?" you say, "You look so pretty in them". But I've told you again and again, I don't like them. You don't seem to understand. I want to look like a boy. But I can't tell you that, can I?
When I was 11 I would look at the girls in my class and think "Why is my chest bigger? Why can't I look more like them?" That's the first time I remember feeling different. I'll never know if I just wanted to fit in or if that was just the start.
Now at 18 I look around at everyone and think "How do they see me? Am I too girly? Do they think I'm a real boy?" Since I got a haircut and new wardrobe it's better but I still wonder.
Most people don't know I'm actually trans, only close friends. Even then, it sometimes feels like they don't truly understand it. There's this one girl though, Lily. We only just met but she really understands what I'm going through. She helps me figure out what to wear to look more masculine. She's probably my best friend honestly. I wouldn't choose someone else for the world.

Love,
Axe