Can we just talk about changes for a minute?
I really can’t believe how much has changed. I remember more than anything how hard I had to try to pass, or how hard I had to try to feel comfortable in my own skin. The first picture I remember taking, because it was the first time I attempted to bind. I didn’t have a binder so I used an ace bandage, and it worked horribly. I didn’t look flat, you could see the ripples in my shirt, and it was very uncomfortable! It was also the night I discussed being ftm with my parents. I went out with my cousin to the bar, and I went by ‘Brandon’. It was something to feel like I was finally being me for the first time in my life.
Now so many things have changed. I don’t have to try like I used to. Now the battles are different.