Today Bobby kept talking about transgenders in Fashion Design. After a while she pushed the subject on me, asking me what I thought about it. I asked her what she meant, but I already knew. Bobby is Sean's cousin after all, and he tells her almost anything from what I can tell. I'm sure Sean told her I'm trans.

But I played dumb anyway. I didn't have the strength to tell her what she already knew, I didn't want the news broadcasted all over the school by the innocent listening ears around us. After NYC, I would have proclaimed it loudly, but there's another factor now. Now I'm afraid I'll make my brother part of the freakshow. And that he'll spite me for it.

So now I'm going to talk to him. Try to make some 13yr old kid understand the sister he's known all his life isn't really a girl.