Getting divorced is the best thing that could have happened for my transition.

My God, I loved that girl. With every piece of my heart and soul.

And that meant I wasn't loving myself enough. I wasn't focusing on myself enough.

When I got away from her, I was no longer restricted by her comfort, her readiness, her progress, her understanding. I was able to set myself free and explore who I was without always thinking "what about her?"

I was able to voice train, find my fashion/style, begin dressing how I wanted, decorate how I wanted, make friends with who I wanted, and live a life that was unfettered by her needs.

And then I found a partner who fit into that life. The life I chose, rather than the one I was thrust into by society and childhood.

I miss her every day. And I sometimes literally see her in public and my heart aches.

But I am so much better off without her. I can, and will, rebuild. And I will make my world better than it ever was.