"I have a bunch of transgender friends, but they're all spread out across the country." — Jazz Jennings

I want people to feel happy in their own skins and feel accepted by society.

The more words I learned, the more I started to verbalize my feelings. Whenever my mom or dad would compliment me by saying something like 'Good boy,' I'd immediately correct them. 'No. Good girl.'

As I began to grow, my family thought my obsessive interest in girly things was just a normal developmental phase.

Ever since I could form coherent thoughts, I knew I was a girl trapped inside a boy's body. There was never any confusion in my mind. The confusing part was why no one else could see what was wrong.