Ever since I started wearing dresses, I was told I should be dead.
When I was about 13, I decided to live in an an abandoned house. Some guys came in and raped me. I was hospitalized, and then I was back on the street. Because of how I present myself, I couldn’t get a job.
I’ve been injured so many times, people spit on me, break bottles on me, cut me.
I want my story to be out there, because if people have been through trauma, maybe it can help make them strong.