And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m so grateful for every single one of you and the community we’ve all built together. I love you all for being there for me when I’ve needed you the most 🥺💕🏳️‍⚧️

I know I usually just post selfies for these comparisons, but when I looked back through my camera roll, I realized something — I hardly have any new ones. Instead, it’s all group photos, surrounded by people who mean the absolute world to me.

HRT has helped shape my curves and makeup has helped soften my look, but the most meaningful changes have been in my spirit; I’m smiling more than ever these days and finally looking forward to tomorrow 💕

I don’t need these monthly reminders of how I used to look- to validate where I am now.

I just need to keep moving.
Forward is enough.

I’ve been posting a lot of before-and-after stuff lately. But honestly, I’m tired.

Scrolling through old photos has started to feel like more of a chore than a celebration lately.

And before I knew it, I was in my 30s, wondering if my whole life had passed me by.

But here I am — 36 years old, finally living. Finally me.

It’s never too late to start loving yourself. 💕🏳️‍⚧️🥹

For as long as I can remember, my own existence haunted me. I kept waiting for something to make it better — for puberty to set things right. When that didn’t happen, I told myself I’d transition in high school… then in college… then after.

OMG yes! Sorry for the brain fart; been a hellishly long few weeks 😴😅😪

WAS THAT FROM YOU?! I was wondering who got it for me! 🥺💕💕💕💕 you’re so freaking sweet! 💕 - I haven’t built it yet tho! I’ll post some pics when I do tho!

🥺💕x2 (lol) 💕

🥺💕

To everyone who’s shown up for me these past few years — especially this past June for Pride, my birthday, and all of the curated chaos in between — thank you; you mean more to me than you’ll ever know 🥹💕

Since then, so much has shifted — more than I could ever put into words — but the most meaningful change has been finding community 🌈💖

It’s wild to think that just 3 years ago, I was: in an 8-year relationship with my now ex, living in a different state, working a different job, surviving as a different gender, and still speaking to both my parents.

OMG YES I DID! - I was wondering who got this for me!! You’re so freaking sweet 🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕

I almost didn’t post this.

These aren’t my usual “high-energy happy” pics

On the Left — Barely holding it together
On the Right — Finally smiling (after breaking down and fixing my makeup for the fourth time)

Healing rarely follows a straight line; sometimes even joy needs waterproof mascara 🏳️‍⚧️💕

Apparently some things never change though—still can’t come up with an original cosplay to save my life. Went from generic Ash to generic Kiki 😅✨ At least I’m consistent? 😬