You know what? I'm going to say it because nobody else will:

My God, Shakespeare was a mardy bugger.

#TruthBombs #LivingMyTruth #SpeakingTruth

I'll have you know... today is my second cracked-my-egg anniversary! 💖🥚✨

Two years ago, everything shifted. And this past year? It's been full of powerful steps and deep affirmations. I updated my identity documents-birth certificate, and driver's license-all now say "female." Legally, I was born female. That still feels surreal to say, but it's also grounding. It's one of the most affirming decisions I've made in living fully as myself.

Medically, I've stayed consistent and committed-estradiol, spiro, progesterone, and finasteride-and it's working. My hormone levels are right where they need to be, and the physical and emotional shifts have been so validating. A softening face, a solid B cup, and a stronger sense of self than I've ever known.

Creatively, I've poured myself into community and expression. I launched a queer-centered website for my city, wrote to officials, helped organize events, and kept writing-from poetry to lyrics and a manga about a trans girl finding her truth. That work kept me connected to who I am, even during hard moments.

And there were hard moments. I lost a job. I faced financial strain. But I didn't stop. I kept showing up-rooted in reflection, creativity, and my ever-growing capacity to live as my whole self.

Here's to another year of becoming. 💕

#2YearsSinceTheCrack #TransJoy #CrackedMyEgg #LivingMyTruth #TransIsBeautiful

Today marks one year on HRT, and what a wild ride it’s been! 🏳️‍⚧️

From walking into my PCP’s office expecting to be placed on a long waiting list, to navigating moments of frustration and uncertainty, it’s incredible to think about how far I’ve come. I started this journey thinking it would take months just to get started, but fate had other plans. A last-minute consultation, my therapist’s support, and a gender dysphoria diagnosis all aligned, allowing me to take my first steps toward becoming my true self.

Starting HRT wasn’t without its challenges. Every dosage change brought migraines, and my emotions were all over the place, but it also opened up a part of myself I’d kept hidden. Crying over the smallest things has become more common, but it’s a reminder that I’m feeling everything more deeply, more honestly. My therapist has been my guide, but at the end of the day, I’ve had to walk this path myself—breaking free from gender norms and expectations one step at a time.

Sharing my journey with friends and family has been mostly welcomed, though not without its bumps. Still, those who truly matter have shown me such love and support, and that’s what I hold onto. 🥰

Dysphoria is tough—it’s brutal, really. But HRT has helped me manage it. I’ve had to mourn the female childhood I never got to live, but I’m learning to embrace my inner girl and listen to her needs. This is just the beginning. My body and mind are evolving, and there’s still so much ahead.

Here’s to many more years of becoming who I’ve always been inside, and finally seeing the real me in the mirror. The core of me hasn’t changed—just freed from layers that never belonged. ✨

#TransJourney #HRTAnniversary #LivingMyTruth #QueerAndProud #AuthenticSelf

Sharing a moment of gender euphoria with the void.

I'm dressed up in goth garb, feeling attractive, and headed to a private club to hang out with a group of friends for a semi-sexy time. I've never felt more free or happy before as I have recently. There have been some hellish emotional struggles but this makes it worth it. I'm so glad to be who I am now.

#transgender #gendereuphoria #livingmytruth