For those too scared to be out, I get it.
Being visibly #trans is terrifying.
I grew up bullied for the slightest "girly" misstep, and became this painfully shy, chronically anxious young adult, hiding behind a beard and baggy clothes, not daring to ever let a glimpse of "me" out.
Deciding to transition meant undoing three decades' careful work making myself *in*visible.

But I have not regretted it for a second. Despite the danger. Despite the hate.
Look at my photos: the payoff has been finally being able to relax into my own being. I know now who I am, what I want from life.
I can finally say I lived.

And I've been lucky. 99% of people I meet are either chill or actively supportive. Transitioning has restored my faith in humanity.
I know that's not everyone's position; my heart goes out to those for whom it's still too dangerous.

I'm so thankful that I get to be me.
I hope with all my heart you get to be you. 💗