It all started the day I turned 13, That day, I got this weird feeling in my stomach, it felt like something, or someone, was trapped. As the days went on, my mind was racing. I would look at myself in the mirror and think "That's not me", or "That's not right". But, I didn't know what transgender was at that time, so I didn't know you could choose who you wanted to be. But then, one day, I saw a video about Ava Kris Tyson's HRT journey (This was before the allegations), and my brain went "WTF IS HRT AND HOW DO I GET IT", and "YOU CAN CHOOSE WHO YOU ARE?!?!?!?" I would spend hours on my old laptop researching and researching. And then, I found the LGBTQIA+ community. I would watch coming out videos and LGBT memes, and that's when it clicked. "I am not a boy". After long hesitation, I sat down with my Mom and said "Hey Mom, this is a really scary thing for me to say, but, I think I'm trans..." She looked me dead in the eyes and said "Really?!" and after a bit of discussing and slight argueing, I decided to keep thinking if I was really transgender. I came out on my old YouTube channel in secret. One of my best friends saw this, and he basically died on the inside. I shot him a text saying "Hi..." And he sent me a video saying "It feels like I lost my best friend", I got sent straight to tears and cried in front of the computer. I later told him I wasn't trans anymore, and a hole formed in my heart. I went into max depression mode and wanted to die. After maybe one or two weeks, I came back to my Mom and said, "Mom, I think I've decided that I am trans" And I don't really remember what she said, but she accepted me. I kept it in for a little while with the one friend, but eventually I came out again. And when I came to school on like Monday I think, he looked at me and said, "It's okay, you're still a good friend" And the hole in my heart filled up again. This next part will be a speedrun. So, me and my Mom told my Dad, he seemed confused a bit (He's still new to this kinda stuff), I started therapy, that helped with my depression a bit, and the stuff after that I forgot about. Fast foward to now, I found my sexuality, which also helped my depression a bit. Then I met @MelodyMoony, and I don't know what happened, but it happened. Finding him made my depression fooking die. And today, I hope to continue coming out to people and living my life as the person I want to be. (BTW my parents are going to therapy to help my Dad understand better, so that's a plus) But, anyways, that's my story of triumph and heart break. Thanks for coming to my LGBTQIA+ TED Talk. :>