I'm out now. No more hiding. I get to grow breasts and wear dresses and cute shoes! Oh, that shower scene from childhood actually happened? Shit. Oh, "Running Pussy" was a high school nickname that really fucked me up? Shit. Oh, I can't actuall buy cute shoes because I'm a monster. Shit. Oh, people literally want me dead. Shit. Oh, some of those people are related to me and say they love me while *still* wanting me dead. Shit. Oh, I have no idea what my sexuality is and if I try to figure it out I'm a freak. Shit. Oh, this idea pretty much destroyed my life. Shit. Oh, I'm supposed to be so much happier now? Well shit.