The real me and why I would not like to change my self

The real me is born of a boy in just a year’s only I remember the day that I express myself as woman heart every one think that have a
something wrong about me and I know my Tatay (Father) is have a pain in heart but she accept me of who I am, when I am 4 years old
my mother left and cheat my Father sad and also me and my siblings. I grow in broken family but I never feel because my father is accept
me and love a 5 sibling he is working in 24/7 day and night these story is one to make me feel stronger this is the real me and why I
would not like change myself because my father is accept me as a gay and teach me to how to respect others. I am fanny, joker, lovely,
positive thinker and respectful this attitude is represent me and never changes in many years and I promise to my fathers that I never
change my body he accept me but not to change private part and I am contented what I have faces attitudes, family background because I
believe god have a purpose to give this special gift and this my treasure that never will be change in myself lastly I want to ask myself to
if could you change your physical characteristic why or why not. And I answer myself that I do not change anything in my body because
I’m satisfied what god gave to me and I know my father is clapping and proud to what I can achieved now to every one you can be
satisfied to yourself until your parents is proud of you and this is me.

The real me and I would change myself for anything

I was born a boy but I knew I was a woman at heart . One day I told every one that I was a women at heart I was ridiculed but my father
accepted me for who I really am it hurt he him yet still accepted and loved me but he did tell to not change my body because it was God’s
gift and that we shouldn’t change what god intended God gave you the pure heart of a woman and the body of a man so if if tht what he
intended then so be it .My father was always a loving type working day in and day out for us since our mother left and cheated on my
father when I was 4 not only leaving my father but our family too . My siblings and I were sad but non more broken than my father. Yet
through all we have been through we still held our chins up high we were a broken family but still a family. Y father thought me many
things from loving god , loving myself and respecting and loving others