Coming out as a transgirl, the first question from people is usually: when did you know? Well I was a teenager.

The part that I've never shared is that growing up with no sisters, there is only one person who's clothes would really fit my gender identity and that was my mom. I used to sneak around into her room when she wasn't home and try on her clothes, underwear, shoes didn't fit hehe, and bras. It becoming this exciting and intoxicating thing that I would enjoy doing whenever I was home alone.

On this journey I found her stash of nudes and she became my role model, literally. I spent my days imagining myself as a good girl that was always there to please men just like mommy.

I don't know if I'll keep this confession up as I'm kinda embarrassed by it but for now I feel like it must be said.