I was scared and confused by the Doctor's words. I didn't know what it meant to be transgender, or how I would fit in a world that seemed to have only two options: male or female. I felt like a freak, a mistake of nature. I hated my body and wished I could change it.
My parents were supportive and understanding. They told me that they loved me no matter what, and that they would help me find the best solution for my situation. They enrolled me in the transgender school, hoping that it would give me a chance to meet other people like me, and to learn more about myself and my options.
The transgender school was a special place. It was a boarding school for children and teenagers who had gender identity issues or dysphoria. It offered academic courses, counseling, medical care, and social activities. It also had a flexible policy on clothing, names, pronouns, and bathrooms. The students could choose how they wanted to express their gender identity, and change it at any time.
I was nervous on my first day at the transgender school. I didn't know anyone, and I didn't know how they would react to me. I had decided to wear a neutral outfit: jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie. I had also cut my long hair short, hoping to hide my breasts. I wanted to blend in, not stand out.
As I entered the school building, I saw a group of students in the hallway. They looked at me with curiosity and interest. Some of them smiled and waved, others whispered and pointed. I felt a surge of anxiety and walked faster, looking for my classroom.
"Hey, you must be the new kid!" a voice called out behind me. I turned around and saw a boy running towards me. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and a friendly smile. He was wearing a skirt, a blouse, and a necklace. He looked like a girl, but he had a deep voice and an Adam's apple.
"Hi, I'm Alex. What's your name?" he asked, extending his hand.
"I'm... I'm..." I stuttered, not sure what to say. I didn't have a name that matched my body or my feelings. I had always hated my birth name, but I didn't have another one to replace it.
"It's okay, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. You can use any name you like here. You can even change it every day if you want. It's your choice." he said, smiling reassuringly.
"Really?" I asked, feeling a glimmer of hope.
"Yeah, really. This school is all about freedom and acceptance. You can be whoever you want to be, and no one will judge you. Well, except for the bullies, but they're a minority. Most of us are cool and supportive." he said, putting his arm around my shoulder. 061ffe29dd