I’ve made it to 18

It’s officially my birthday. If you asked me a year ago, maybe as far as 4 or 5 years ago, I probably would’ve told you I wouldn’t make it this far. HRT saved me. I don’t know how long I’ll be here for, I’m still fighting that fight every day. But as time goes on with HRT, I think it gets a little easier every day. If only a tiny bit.

I want to live long enough to be the girl I was supposed to be. I want to be safe in the knowledge I’ll be seen as a girl, loved as a girl. Even die as a girl. And I’ll be there one day. I’ll get to be happy as a girl in due time. I really hope I get to celebrate many more birthdays as the girl I’m supposed to be.