It’s been almost 4 months of HRT, as well as to partially commit social transition at work and in public, I have never been so comfortable to be myself if not by a large improvement. I still need more time to learn and to be accepted as a woman with all the trainings about my voice, look, attire choice, mannerism, etc.
Trust me, it’s a struggle to get gendered correctly by strangers, but it gets better gradually. My voice is improved quite significantly as it is passable on a majority of conversations. My long hair and meagerly softened facial features also cannot hide behind my masculine-presenting work fits. The feeling of being ma’am’d is very special, yet happy because it’s affirming.
This year of social and political turmoils against LGBTQ people especially transpeople is stronger, with numerous transphobic movements on both internet and real life, and even some countries, states and areas are passing laws that is actively suppressive them. To me they are not just outrageous and depressing, but also becomes a genocide that humanities are unconsciously and intentionally let hatreds blind their senses, as the inclusivities is waning.
Tomorrow is Pride Month, and also the first day to execute the passed bill against LGBTQ people in Florida, USA. I am living far away from this country for 3 decades, doesn’t mean I do not feel the strength for supporting social minorities, and the danger of growing hatred against them.
But,
I won’t be wavered.
I won’t turn back.
I must let my true self thrive. And,
I won’t give up from failed attempts.
🏳️🌈 These flags are permanently in my heart. 🏳️⚧️
This is my final journal under my old identity. I will open up a new account and let this old one get into a short term hibernation, and eventually to be closed.
I wish you happy and be true to self. Peace and live with pride.
Whoever gifted me, I must show myself an utmost appreciation to support me. I will do my best to contribute more of my works.
🙏😇