came out four years ago today, and it feels like both four days ago and four decades. essentially restarting your life two years into your 20s isn’t exactly ideal - nor is the second adolescence that accompanies this transition while you’re simultaneously still just trying to get a handle on Being An Adult - but i think this is the first year i finally feel like i’ve (mostly) found my footing, and the first year i can unequivocally say i’m almost entirely happy with my life and who i’ve become too. i started this month with the surgery i’ve saved two years and waited my whole life for, and now, my body finally feels like it belongs to me. a week later, i published my first book i wrote over the course of those two years, and one that helped me fully reconcile who i was with who i am now and love that little me again. and, throughout it all, i’ve spent the past few months with the love i’ve dreamed of since i was a kid, and someone who accepts and adores every part of both my past and my present - something i once never thought possible. when i was a cynical teen still stuck in the closet, i used to roll my eyes at people who’d tell me “it gets better,” but this is the first year i finally believe them. and the best part is it’s only up from here :) -