This is a vent-post a bit, I remember events like this happening when I was a kid and the amount it hurt to be something so small, young, and confused. So here is a image + very short story of something that happened when Squish (Shiloh) was growing up, growing up trans is often a stressful and confusing experience. I hope others can relate at least some.
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Poor little Squish the axolotl sat in the corner, his gills drooping sadly. He didn't quite understand why his momma put him in timeout. Sure, he had gotten into a big squabble with his big brother, but all he wanted was to wear those cool Jurassic Park pajamas! It didn't seem fair to him at all. And to top it off, everyone kept calling him a girl, even though he knew deep down he wasn't one. He despised the frilly Tiana dress they made him wear; he'd much rather be playing with dinosaurs than pretending to be a princess.

As Squish quietly cried to himself, his momma left the room, leaving him alone in his thoughts. A few minutes passed that felt like an eternity of hurt, he heard the door creak open again. In walked his big brother, wearing those spectacular jammies that Squish had been eyeing with envy and he felt his dear old brother was doing it just to spite him. Stop tryin' to steal my stuff, Shipra. It's not yours," his brother scolded, crossing his arms over his chest hastily. Squish couldn't muster the courage to look him in the eye. "But I wanna wear the dino jammies too.." he mumbled, his voice barely audible but filled with sadness. His brother huffed, squatting down to Squish's level.

"You know momma said those are for boys, thats why you have Tiana, Shipra." Squish's eyes welled up with more tears, the weight of his big brothers words hanging heavily in the air. Squish looked at the ground as faster tears flowed and he brought his pacifier up to his mouth and just focussed on suckling sadly on it. All he could think to himself was ‘No fair.. I wanna be a boy to’.