My story about be different and authentic

When I was 15 I was playing in a female basketball team. I had ever liked the sports and when I was 14 I had the opportunity to enter to a 16-17 female basketball team. I enjoy a lot playing this sport and I was selected to participate in a special league to play with other cities of my country. My brother was also in a team so I was every time in the field with him and my father. I enjoyed a lot with them and there I get a lot of friends. In the field I met Angel. He was the best shooter of his team. I became her friend and I was very eager and interested in him. One day I decide to invite him to a game in which I would be playing. As I hoped he was there. the next day I found him and we started to talk about the game. He told me “I enjoy the game but I didn’t know you were as machúa.” “I am not machúa” I responded very fast in my defense. “Of course you are”- he continued- “playing, you look like a male, and you move like a man and your sneakers are men’s sneakers.” I decide to chance the theme of conversation. But it really made me feel bad. I really liked to play basketball and I felt completely female doing it, and I loved my sneakers, they were the better, of course they were from men but since I saw them I wanted them and my father who is very open minded, and always teach me that, bought them to me.
After this situation with Angel, he made me feel as bad that I never came back to play basketball again. I left the team and the field. Now I think in how stupid I was for do that. I hide how I was and what I like just because other people thought it was not normal, not feminine. Now I am more educated and mature, and I understand better many things that I didn’t, so I see how wrong Angel was, and I have no fears to show me as I am really.