It’s been an amazing week. I really need to get a longer post out but I need to find some time to do it justice. Leave it to say that I have some amazing friends who while I never doubted their support, receiving it has so deeply touched me and energized me.

A little pride

I got this delivered yesterday. It’s a pride pendant on a really delicate and beautiful chain. The pendant is a love knot of the three colors of the trans pride flag 🏳️‍⚧️, pink, white and light blue.

I simply adore it. It made me tear up a little when I put it on. No matter how hard they fight against us, I can still hold my head up and say I am who I am and I’m proud of who I am. It’s little gestures like this that help me keep moving forward.

I never realized how many wonderful friends I’ve had. As I’ve unveiled myself to an ever widening group of people, the love and acceptance I’ve felt has warmed my heart and wiped away some of the sadness in my world.

Hope, no matter how small or fleeting, is still hope and I will cherish it.

It’s been a hard week, but some things have rescued me from the abyss. One was a single word, the power of which can’t be underestimated. Another was seeing micro.blog posts by people I follow. It’s so amazing to see them look at the world we live in and react thoughtfully to it. There is hope. 🩷

Then Dawn arose from bed beside Tithonus to bring new light to deathless gods and mortals (Iliad, 11:1-2)

Swung back today. Wore my pride shirt proudly and clothes that express who I am. Was out at a Home Depot and a BJs, also filled up my car. It’s sad (and great) that little moments where I can just be a person are so wonderful.

First time painting my fingernails. I’ve done toes before but never fingernails. It’s eye opening. To my sisters, I can only say how powerful it is. I’m not afraid. Sounds silly but it’s not. We are here and we will not go away. Ever.

It’s such a wonderful feeling to have this urgent need to tell people about me. I’ve kept things bottled up so long that it’s exhilarating to be less secretive, more open, more proud.

Crying I am so happy. Trans joy is possible in these times. I swear it’s true. Some care about us. And that is something powerful.

It’s amazing how a simple thing like painting your toenails with a new color can heighten a day and brighten a mood. 🩷