It’s interesting how little I actually think about being trans these days. Like, it’s always THERE and it’s obviously a big part of my life, but I hardly ever think about transness as a THING. It’s just my day-to-day reality.

And so I often forget that being trans is still this really radical thing, that it is an experience that only a small percentage of us share, and that to the cis world it is largely still remarkable and strange.

I forget how SPECIAL is, how marvelous and nuanced it is, the power that it has, and how proud of myself I am that I’ve allowed myself to be who I truly am and never apologize for it or downplay it or explain it away.

I was never one to stand up for myself before. I followed, I went along to get along. I was a joiner. And then I had this realization about myself and went FUCK IT and forged my own fiery trail in life. That’s important. That’s BIG.

There is immense strength in simply being who you are, and when who you are is not what the world would have you be, it is only that much stronger.

Revel in yourself.