Me being trans.....to my family makes them think that I just hit my head and that I'm thinking the wrong things.

But in reality I'm a boy.... One that always cry....and helps others until I burn myself out

Yet my family....just days that all if you guys...and other friends are the reason I tell them over and over again that I'm a boy.

But they don't see....what I see... I just see....a handsome....boy every time....but they just see....a crybaby....weak..... Dumb.....girl

What hurts me the most....is everyday....they say "Melissa...." I just want them to call me "Mark" there are the only ones....that can't....understand me.....for who I truly am.....

I need help badly...yet I'm scared to ask for it....I'm scared to let people into my life.....

But I'll have to try....no matter what..... Just to get it over with.....just to let people see how......bad....of a person I am....how "sad" my life is......

Please....................help.......................me