'I like you the way you are'

My brother came over the other night... pleading with me to not be boy.
It's times like these when I feel that feeling creep in. I feel like a freak. But I fight the feeling. I think about all my friends. All the people who see me as normal, that love me. That see the beauty in me. And I go to that sanctuary in my head. The sanctuary where all their words lay.

I associate the word family with pain. Friends, mentors, companions those words I associate with love.

I know so many of us, live without family. And I know, I am strong enough. It's just that the whole concept of family is foreign to me and it's fucking the other words, companion, etc.