29 Years
Sometimes, I ask why was I born this way? Why did I struggle for 29 years with who I was? Was there a point of divergence where I could have done it sooner? Be the free trans kid like I see my friends' children be. Was it a lack of support or representation? Was it fear of being further outcast? Was I terrified of what I was? Or were those 29 years as Joseph Edward part of what I needed to become Julia Elizabeth. I will never know, but I do know one thing I'm glad I'm here now.
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