Waiting for my teacher, he doesn’t know I am a transgender w..
Added 2024-10-08 11:59:37 +0000 UTCWaiting for my teacher, he doesn’t know I am a transgender woman, and I secretly have a crush on him. Each day in class, I find myself captivated by his laughter, the way it dances through the air, making the room feel so warm and inviting. I love watching him as he explains complex ideas, his passion lighting up my own desire to learn. It’s tough to focus on the lesson when all I can think about is how I wish he could see me for who I am—not just a student, but someone who really admires him.
During lunch, I often hang out with my friends, but my thoughts keep drifting back to him. I wonder if he notices the little things—the way I tilt my head when I’m curious about a topic, or how my heart races when he smiles my way. I’ve imagined so many scenarios where I could share my feelings, but that pesky fear holds me back. What if he doesn’t feel the same? What if he can’t accept me for who I am?
As I wait, I allow myself to dream of a day when I can be open, when I won’t have to hide my true self. I fantasize about fun conversations filled with laughter and understanding, where he sees me not just as a student but as a person deserving of love and respect. Each moment I spend in silence is both a gift and a challenge, a chance to understand myself better while longing for his acknowledgment.
The bell rings, and my heart skips a beat. I gather my courage, hoping that today might be different—that maybe, just maybe, I could find a way to share my feelings and connect with him beyond the classroom walls. "I can become your teacher! I'm flexible, fully functional and you can learn new things from me!" I'm preparing for when my opportunity comes one day.
