Turns out trading a spot on the cheerleading squad for a fresh fade and all-new pronouns was more of a recipe for disaster than happiness. Coming out as trans in rural Alabama, where football rules and cheer is life, might have been the worst way to start my senior year. There are no safety nets for people like me in places like this. But sometimes, hope shows itself in the most unexpected places. New friends help us survive -and maybe- thrive. But...