So... I grew up in a really religious home. We went to church at least 2 times a week. Everything was a sin. I was banned from dating, but I had a secret boyfriend (D)at school. He was banned from dating too, so we both had to keep the secret. After 6mths he came out to me that he wanted to be a girl. I told him I loved him and I would support him. His and my families didn't feel the same. They kicked him out on the street and my parents who I thought were the kindest and most loving people in the world told me they were right to do it. So fast forward 6mths. The two worst things in my life happen on the same day. I have tried to keep in contact with D but its hard he's never had a permanent home. That day I found out he committed suicide... I thought I was going to die from the pain. Then that night at dinner my parents brought a guy around from church. I kind of knew him. He was 30 and ran sermons every now and then. My parents told me they had arranged our marriage. That was 3mths before my 18th birthday. I'm 19 now and have been free from them and their toxic religion for over a year. I'm learning that the world is nothing like what they taught me. Most of the things they called sinful are the best parts of life. And those they called sinners are the most beautiful people in the world. So I want my life to be the best and I want to hang around with the people I call beautiful.