Growing up, I loved the connotation of my name and I often strived to live up to its definition. I would shout my name proudly to anyone who would listen, but after that fateful September afternoon, it became something that was lost in the whispers of my shame. I tried to embrace my inner girly side as I grew out my hair and traded the basketball shorts for skirts, not because that was who I wanted to be, but because I thought it’d make things
Growing up, I loved the connotation of my name and I often strived to live up to its definition. I would shout my name proudly to anyone who would listen, but after that fateful September afternoon, it became something that was lost in the whispers of my shame. I tried to embrace my inner girly side as I grew out my hair and traded the basketball shorts for skirts, not because that was who I wanted to be, but because I thought it’d make things