Same here. Back when I was in grade 7 I had this one teacher Mr... He was my french teacher but me and him always got along so well kinda like father and daughter. When I was in grade 8 I would always stay after school and organize the french books and he would try and stay 10 minutes longer than he was allowed to just so we could talk. I remember one day I got to school really early and he was the first person I came out as transgender to. I started to cry so badly he came up to me and hugged me and said "it'll be alright. You're safe with me." But when I told him that my mom wasn't really excepting of the LGBT+ community he said "why don't I come with you when you tell her? That way you fell more safe." I said "when I'm ready to tell more people, yes." Over the weekend I babysat his kids while him and his wife went out for dinner and I thought that it wouldn't be that weird if I was apart of his family. His parents adored me, his kids called me there 'big bro'. When he dropped me off at my parking lot he asked if I wanted to tell her now, I said "let's do it tomorrow." A little bit of a background, my mom gives you an hour to get your stuff out of there. Then 'tomorrow' came and Mr... Got a uhaul truck, I packed my bags and he was ready to help. I told my mom and got my stuff out of there. That summer we organized his office that he shared with 2 other french teachers and the music teacher, that's when he announced that I was legally his foster child. For my 16th b-day he officially adopted me and it was the greatest thing ever.
I know it's been so long since this post came out but i don't care.
is it normal that i wish my teacher loved me like a daughter
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Same here. Back when I was in grade 7 I had this one teacher Mr... He was my french teacher but me and him always got along so well kinda like father and daughter. When I was in grade 8 I would always stay after school and organize the french books and he would try and stay 10 minutes longer than he was allowed to just so we could talk. I remember one day I got to school really early and he was the first person I came out as transgender to. I started to cry so badly he came up to me and hugged me and said "it'll be alright. You're safe with me." But when I told him that my mom wasn't really excepting of the LGBT+ community he said "why don't I come with you when you tell her? That way you fell more safe." I said "when I'm ready to tell more people, yes." Over the weekend I babysat his kids while him and his wife went out for dinner and I thought that it wouldn't be that weird if I was apart of his family. His parents adored me, his kids called me there 'big bro'. When he dropped me off at my parking lot he asked if I wanted to tell her now, I said "let's do it tomorrow." A little bit of a background, my mom gives you an hour to get your stuff out of there. Then 'tomorrow' came and Mr... Got a uhaul truck, I packed my bags and he was ready to help. I told my mom and got my stuff out of there. That summer we organized his office that he shared with 2 other french teachers and the music teacher, that's when he announced that I was legally his foster child. For my 16th b-day he officially adopted me and it was the greatest thing ever.
I know it's been so long since this post came out but i don't care.