I’m hoping for the day my parents die. I’m trans, and they don’t believe people should be labeling themselves so much, which I partly agree with, but they also continuously call me a tomboy, when I’m non-binary, and it hurts so much. I want to be me, but I can’t when they are in my life. I don’t want to disappoint them, but I feel like I’m doing exactly that when I’m trying to be myself. They constantly talk bad about certain parts of the community and it tears into my every single time it happens. Im hoping for the day they die so I won’t feel any more regret when thinking about being myself and who I want to be.