Sometimes, it takes a man to be a girl. And that is exactly what I am doing. I am sick and tired of putting aside my feelings because of other people, politics, religion, family, coworkers; I am going to do what I want to do. I am finally going to scream it from the rooftops:
I AM A WOMAN.
I have decided to transition. I can finally be myself, what makes me happy is pretty clothes, long hair, make up, nail polish, eye lashes, soft smooth skin, heels, fishnets, pink socks. I think as a society we have grown so much in the past decades that I can be accepted as who I really am. No more hiding. I am here. I am a woman. I am strong.