being

There is beauty and courage in discovering self-love; to be brave enough to take a deep dive into oneself and unbury the hidden truths that lie within. Pressure to conform and feel accepted has a great influence on us all. The bravery to live authentically and unapologetically is inspiring. We harbor memories of battles deeply etched in our scars; still fighting for a reflection that mirrors our spirit. Our identity is uniquely up to all of us, and as we expand on what gender means, the fluidity of the word, my hope is for us all to feel at home in our bodies. I wore a mask for so long; transitioning has forced me to face my hidden truths. This has been as challenging as it has been rewarding. All my life I had a conflicting battle within my mind, tormenting me to do something, but being too terrified to even whisper the words. My body, this thing that is supposed to protect me and keep me whole, is my cage; the place I long to escape. The moment the needle kissed my skin, I felt a sweet relief flow throughout me. I was released from my life sentence of imprisonment within flesh and bones. At last the mask I had worn, fell away. I am free.