Hey There Hayden

So here I am in math class, finishing a....yeah i don't really know. I really need a social life. Anyways, I hope you like this cause it's taken me a few days to write it. ================================================= There is a girl. She lives a normal life, She gets home from school and the phone rings. The home phone. The only person who calls that phone is grandma. And the only thing she wants is to talk to the girl's stepdad, besides the girl doesn't have time at the moment. She has stuff to do. For weeks, even months this happens. Every time the phone rings, the girl is reminded of how she once loved her grandmother. Her grandmother and she used to bake. It wasn't good though, they didn't follow the directions. The point of baking wasn't to have good tasting food, but for fun and to bond. They also did many crafts and painted. The grandma was a professional artist and had sold many pieces before. She was also a teacher and always pushed the gi

Hello again! I'm just trying to process something and it always helps to write things down and keep track of it. You know, pros and cons. But I thought about how I have't really done anything too creative yet either. So this is a mix of both and I'm just writing this on the spot to be honest. Hopefully it turns out okay-ish. p.s. I'll refer to myself as "Grace" and not my birth name cause I'd like to keep that off of here. Grace. My birth name. The name I've been called for 16 years. Ever since I was little they've slowly been feeding me bits of this identity. I tried to build myself off of this identity, but it wasn't right. Now I know why. Because the stuff they fed me was not right. It didn't meet my needs, so now I'm slowly changing. Online, I'm known as Hayden. My friends know about me. As soon as I go home I am Grace yet again. My friends don't call me Hayden in school. They don't call me Hayden on the bus or real

So this is not my first blog. This is actually a relocation of my last blog, so I'm gonna repost some of my old stuff throughout the upcoming months. I'll also be writing new stuff and posting that. I wanted to make this blog because I want to be me. The real me. I can't be me in real life because no one accepts me, but the internet allows me to skip time to where I see myself in a few years. It's amazing. And no, this is not me confessing to cat fishing people. I present myself as who I feel I am and tell them that I'm living as the opposite in real life. I am a guy. I know and I can feel it, it's just so...right. My name is Hayden. I am a 16(close to 17) year old boy. I like video games and, if I'm being honest, Pretty Little liars. However, I wasn't born this way. To my family I'm a girl. I was born a girl. My parents found out and they don't accept because it's a "sin" to be the way I am. I eventually gave up and let them win. I