Throwing my Like in there just to ensure overkill! Reveal thy secrets!

The Empire of Naoland is born... with thunderous applause.

I've never before been so fucking happy to be myself

In the end, we get to choose who we want to be.

Happy Pride Month, my first time openly celebrating it as a girl! 🤍🩷🩵🐯

You all have no idea how much getting to spend time with you has brightened my days. Having people I can relate to and not worry about judgment has been incredible.

I think it's no exaggeration to say I'm still alive today because I met you all.

This doesn't even feel real at times tbh.

It feels like such a big step to accept myself, like maybe this is some kind of dream. There's so much I don't know about this journey, but I have people to help walk me through every step.

I'm slowly making friends who are trans, nonbinary, gay, lesbian, bi, pan, ace, and lots who aren't LGBTQ at all.

Turns out all that matters is us all liking the same stuff and being nice to each other. Wild.

I came out as transgender in December, and then told my IRL family a few months later.

When I confessed to them, I got called a faker.

To be rejected after opening up like that messed me up bad. But once you hit your own rock bottom, you either give up or survive.

I became a vtuber because I wanted to find my own friends out there, who were able to relate to me or could accept me.

Eventually I worked up the nerve. I joined social media last summer because, while browsing the web, I met a vtuber who was just like me. I thought we connected, we flirted, we shared about our lives. I would've given them everything. I would've done or been anything for them.

Instead I'd live out my fantasies in video games as a girl. I could at least be happy in a game world like FFXIV or MonHun. I'd sometimes fantasize about being reborn in the game or in another world as one.

I worried I was too late. If only I had told my 12-year old self to chase those dreams.

I repressed myself so deeply that I had a mental breakdown and would hear voices everywhere.

Hurt myself by staying sad, or you'll hurt others by being happy. People can't hurt you if they don't realize you're different. And I don't have dreams, I can't be tortured by what I didn't have.

Me? I was never a brave person, I was a coward, who was so desperate to fit in and not disappoint her 'normal' family and friends that I would rather disappear than be different.

I knew since I was 12 what I wanted to see looking back at me in the mirror, but I thought it was easier to deny it.