I know it may not seem like a big deal. But it really hurts me.

(This is a made up story hope if it’s ok) It was a late night I was in my cabin with Rubin a Siberian husky. I found Rubin in a train track the poor pup look liked he got beaten up by those nasty kids. I took him home washed him fed him some jerky that I saved for dinner. I went to the animal center or something they said he didn’t have a collar so that he meant he was a stray. I took him back at my cabin and well now we are best friends. It was the middle of the night and I heard a noise that startled me and Rubin I grabbed my sniper riffle and looked at the scope to see anything but then it jumped on me. It was a wolf pup Rubin looked confused and so as I. The wolf pup led me and Rubin to a dead piles of wolves it seemed that this pup was a pack member of this family so I took him in and fed Rubin and the wolf pup and guess what? I named him after a show called white fang and so that’s my story

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I asked for the haircut when my mom came to pick me up. She said maybe, it was such a drastic change. We come back, I go to my room, and I watch YouTube videos.

A couple hours later I come down to ask if she decided. She said she doesn't want me doing that too soon. Which is understandable. She said at 12-13 I can get the haircut if I still want it. I try to persuade her, (because I just do that-) and of course I couldn't change her mind. My step dad starts yelling at me for interrupting her. I go behind the door and wipe my eyes. (Of course I she'd a tear, he was always so nice.) It reminds me so much of my dad. I go to the bathroom that's right beside the kitchen, and I hear my mom. "You didn't have to yell at her!" She said backing me up. "I was trying to help you!" He said. I finish up, and wash my hands. I come out, and he offers me a hug. I go to my mom, and she starts talking about how my dad wants to talk to me about it and show me pictures of him when he cut his hair short.

It only makes matters worse.
I start to break down on tears. I cry into my mom shoulder. She keeps explaining why I'm too young to decide whether I REALLY what this cut or not. (Which I do,

aww :( your mom sounds sweet. im sorry about your dad.

Lol

Shed*

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I read all 3 parts, and I am so sorry. Also, did I miss something? Are you trans now?

Uh, no...?
I am not trans. I'm female, and always have been.

Oh, I thought because you wanted your hair shorter....that y'know

Yeah I get it. I just like the look :P

My hair grows long ass hell a week after a haircut. It's honestly no use cutting my hair, it just grows right back out. My hair looks like a mop, only shorter

O o f

My hair grows kinda fast, but not that fast.

Yeah

Bruh, I’m a boi, and I used to have my hair hella long

I know

*confused* what!??!

what does it look like

This is the haircut I want.

ok now i see why your mom said that ive seen people do it before and they didnt like it

But I don't say anything) I continue to cry, and Matt (my step dad) joins in on a hug. I feel a bit better, but I'm still sobbing. They thought I was crying because I really wanted my hair like that.

I run upstairs, and my step dad follows. I try to make it to my room, but he catches me. He hugs me, and explains why he was backing up my mom like that. He didn't want me to make a mistake like that, and end up regretting it. I hug him back crying. He leaves me alone with my mom.

I explain why I'm crying. I'm crying because I can't tell my dad anything. It's so hard. She understands, and hugs me. I'm sobbing hard.

We sit down, and I talk to her. I tell her he always makes me feel so guilty about anything I do. He always makes me feel bad about myself. She tells me how important I am, and how he's just putting his pain onto other people. I continue explaining and sobbing for the next hour.

So, here's some backstory. My mom and dad split up about 3-4 years ago. I had a really hard time coping with the custody, so I told my mom. (We were going for a week at my dad's, and a week at my mom's. I didn't want to be at my dad's for a whole week at a time.) I start noticing him doing unusual things with his friends. It made my head hurt bad. I go inside. He's out there with his friends smoking and drinking. I don't say a word.

My mom gets a lawyer, and about a month later we start a case court case. I never told my dad how I felt about the situation. I knew he was abusive and had a very short temper. (He used to hit my mom, and he even pushed her down when she was pregnant with me.) I never talked to my dad much. I was afraid he would make a smart remark and I would get even more worried.
One time, he called the cops on my mom for taking us home on 'his day' at my SOFTBALL GAME. (He made me continue playing that too. Another guilt trip.) We went home with my mom thankfully.

Ever since the court case, which thankfully we won, after so many remarks, and so many attacks, I've had the HARDEST time talking to him. I never express my feelings on my outfit, I never talk to him about my periods, of anything like that. And I especially don't tell him no when it comes to liking something. That's the hardest.

I always feel like he's gonna blow up on me, even though I know he won't.

My mom was very supportive of the look, but she just didn't want me to rush. (I mean, I hadn't, I've been wanting this cut for months now.) I loved getting to finally open up to my mom about how my dad made me feel. She has been through the same thing with her mom.

I know this may not seem that big when I type it, but it was very hard to talk about. I've never told her about my communication issues with my dad. I sobbed for and hour and a half. It's a very hard topic for me.

Thanks for, everything. The support I've gotten over the years, the follows, the points, thank you. I don't know what I'd be without you guys. I would definitely be more stressed. You guys help me calm down when I'm seriously worried. And I will be forever grateful.

sister is you ok?

Sorta.

I just have an extremely hard time expressing myself to my dad. He always makes me feel so guilty about anything. And he always makes remarks about my mom. I may not seem very sensitive on the outside, but inside it really hurts. And Iet it all out today. I cried so much, my eyes still hurt.

im so sorry to hear that i hope everything will be ok and if you need me just text im here all the time

Okay. Thanks queen.

yes ofc :D

:/ guess no one gonna reply sad day lads

Yo

Oh

I've been off sorru

It’s ok