“I didn’t want to go outside my house because I couldn’t take the stares from strangers so I’d lock myself in my room. It got so bad that I just didn’t want to live any more. I can laugh about it now but back then it affected me so badly that I began to self harm because it felt better than all the abuse I was getting. I feel more feminine, more sexy and I think I look it too. I’ve learned to love myself for who I am nothing can shake me now.”
