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I know I tend to to complain about dysphoria and imposter syndrome and other things here on occasion. But dammit, I truly love who I am now, where I’ve gone and where I’m going.

Overused, but it’s so damn magical. Seeing glimpses of myself more and more. Looking at my (incredibly imperfect) body and seeing things I like where before there was nothing. The intense and amazing feelings that can be illicited from it. Unbelievable.

During the weekends, I like to just spend time in bed with wifey. Yeah.. sure sometimes we fool around, but a lot of times we just lay next to each other, stare, hold hands… just enjoy life. And I never did that before. And I realize because I have peace with myself. I am truly becoming who I always was meant to be, and that means I can focus less on coping, and more on loving and living.

It’s so crazy to live each day and just… enjoy it. I wasted so much of my life just… figuring out ways to kill time to the next milestone where I prayed I would achieve some happiness. I lost so much time. But no more. Every day is special because it’s worth being in the moment.

I hope we can all get to this point somehow. And if there’s something I can do to help, I will do what I can. 💙