Going through... a lot right now. With transitioning, my ex moving out and being transphobic towards me, lack of money, needing my parent's help until I get my job back, but knowing if I tell them or they find out I'll lose all support and never get to see them or my sisters again, and this god-awful, debilitating dysphoria, I needed... I didn't even know what.

But that thing is here, right when they're needed. Feeling hopeful for the first time in awhile. Feeling loved for the first time, ever, because its the first time someone loves ME and the love isn't built on lies about who I am.