This is mostly lgbtq+ related, so no judgement please.

So yesterday around midnight I was finally calmed down after a MASSIVE panic attack, which lasted around an hour or so, given that it was in intervals but was still pretty bad. I am non binary/ trans and also pansexual. The thing is, not a lot of people know this, and the ones that do that are popular girls are really sarcastic about it and they CONSTANTLY ask my pronouns and what I prefer to be called and they also ask me if I have a crush on them just because I am pansexual and you fellow lgbtq people may know how irritating that might be at times. And the guys? They do this too, but they constantly call me my birth name and call me really harsh names that I shouldn't post on here. Specifically one kid who's name we will say is Toby. So today at school I walk in to study hall. Toby, as usual is talking to his friend "Mike". Toby and Mike come over to me and *insert suspenseful music* start the insults. Telling me that I could never transition. Telling me that its just a phase. Telling me in such a harsh way that I don't actually like all genders and that im not actually trans/non binary and that its all just a phase. I tell them, "Toby! Mike! What the heck! I asked you to stop and to call me Korri (Corey) and use they them pronouns. Now please just respect my wishes and do this!" And you know what happened next? Yup. You guessed right. Misgendering, birth name, and just lots and lots of hate. I usually get very angry, but I managed to keep my coal for awhile until I finally snapped and said that if he comes near me or insults me again, I will punch him very hard. His response? "Ok, Ashlynn." All of the people in there started laughing and staring at my beet red embarrassed face. I got up and left the room and came back to explain to the teacher why I had left so abruptly like that (he wasn't in the room when it happened and came back as I was leaving.) And, not to mention, this has been happening all year. To top it all off, I am new at the district. I came home in tears and ran to my room screaming "why does it have to be this way?! Why can't I just be happy?!" And I slammed the door. Also, my brothers almost told my dad about me being lgbtq and im most certainly not ready for that. After that realization, I went to the kitchen, got paper, a pen, an envelope and stamps and wrote a letter to my dad about my gender identity and my sexuality. I cried and had a panic attack thinking that if he told anyone in his family they will disown me and stop loving me. And after that, I was ready to mail the letter. Got home from school and the letter is gone. I am currently in my bathtub sobbing because today was probably the worst day ever. I told my mom earlier and she gave me a hug. Virtual hugs are accepted because I really need one.

-Korri/Ashlynn.

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