I wish I wanted to be a girl.

I wish I wasn’t born in the wrong body.

I wish I could just flip a switch in my head and be comfortable in this female body I’m in.

I wish I could be okay with the constant “she,” “her,” “girl,” “woman,” “mom.”

I wish I wanted to be a girl, so my daughter wouldn’t have to grow up with her parent changing, and being confused because other people call him a girl.

I wish it didn’t make me want to cry every time I look at myself in the mirror.

I wish I could be the person everyone else sees me as, be “normal.”

When I come out to my family and they ask why, or make a snarky comment, I’m just going to say, “I wish I wasn’t.”

I cannot pretend to be happy as a girl, but I wish I could.