I’ve been asking myself whether I’m feminine enough... whether I should detransition...

But everyone thinks I’m nuts if I even suggest detransition.

However, being stuck indoors all the fucking time has given me a new perspective on myself and my identity... and my body 1/

I know I’m a woman. Detransition wouldn’t change that... I would make me feel worse tbf... and it wouldn’t stop the abuse.

Finding Ian, and seeing how he treats me, with respect and dignity, and how much he loves me... it changed me. And the way my friend Sarah treats me 2/

despite being cis and never really had any experience with trans people...

I’ve met some great people during my transition, and I hope to meet many more...

I woke up this morning, glad that I’m alive. I woke up and felt my boobs move as I turned over, & the sense of elation 3/

and pure gender euphoria is more powerful than any thought of detransition I have ever had...

I’m happy now, and nothing can take that from me... no longer am I thinking about detransition, but thinking about the future, thinking about being a wife... 4/

I’m Amy Shaundi Gunnarsdóttir-Petrelli, and I’m proud of who I am

Fin