I will not lie. I have been struggling very hard as of late. Many here know that my family hate me, sent me away to straight camps to "cure" me of my "disease" of being a transgender girl. Over the years I learned to accept that I am still me and that the hate will not change me, but the time there left scars that cannot be seen from others. Years pass and I'm at a job site... then another.. then another. I tried to understand why things never worked out but found out my family would send information to my workplaces that I was transgender. Being from Texas it was impossible to fight back. They took me out of college and hurt me more by telling any close friends I had about my "disease".. My so called close friends of 22 years threatened me, then burned their bridges with me so hard.. that it went nuclear. Their families would call me or leave me voice messages to kill myself or that I am scum and whatnot. It left more scars that just cant be seen by others. More years pass and I