I’ve posted some of this before but in light of recent events I think it’s important to do so again.

The top two pictures were taken during a very dark time in my life when I was 32 years old and just about to come out to myself as transgender. The bottom four were taken during the course this year. I’m now 35 years old.  Other than hormones and eating healthy the only other thing I’ve done to change my appearance is to have had laser resurfacing on my face to help reduce the horrible acne scarring I got during puberty. (Fuck you testosterone.)

I’m like a completely fucking different person than I used to be, not just the way I look but in my attitude towards life.  It was hard, it was terrifying, it was painful and quite often it’s still all of those things at the same time. I’m not here to tell you that shit just magically gets better because it doesn’t and to be honest, for some people it never does.

What I am here to say is that no matter how late you transition, be it at 14 or 64, you have a chance to make peace with your body and to be happy. It’s not a guarantee, but it’s a chance and that’s worth fighting tooth and nail for, because you fucking deserve at least that much out of life no matter what anyone else might tell you, or what you might be telling yourself.

No matter who you are you have a chance to be the person who you always were inside and that’s worth living for.