I was sitting on the couch earlier and was feeling quite content. Everything is fitting together, all the parts of my body are there, and it is nice to be shaped the right way. Perfect? Of course not. I should lose forty pounds 🙂
But the vessel I now inhabit feels right for the soul that is in my brain. I never have dysphoria anymore. I don’t sit around wondering if I’ve done the right thing or not. I only wish for a partner to share life with and for my efforts to establish new friendships to go more quickly. But these things take time.
Most days I feel well now. I’m not plagued by blue moods, and even if insomnia has needed some medical intervention having full night’s rests has made a huge difference.
It’s going on five years since I started HRT in October 2013, and transition is both over a while ago and will never be fully over as long as I live. But each day I struggle less, I have greater confidence, I simply strive to be myself.
We’re coming up on the Jewish new year, may I wish you all a good year, a sweet year and to be written for blessings in the book of life.

This is beautifully written and gives me hope for when I physically transition when ever that may be.
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