Melbourne

Wow, so I lost a friend who I thought I'd just put on hold, who I bitched about then the very next day gained a new one who's a real gem. Language barrier has been overcome. We're already making plans and though she's been in transition longer, she's super nice about giving advice which is good for a change, I'm sort of used to feeling a bit bullied or condescended to by trans women. The hangover from the toxic masculinity they showed as a mask or a defence mechanism is real. We're getting dinner on Thursday and probably working together again soon as well. She's just as excited to meet another super positive and proactive trans woman. We all struggle with shit from time to time, but I've mentally been living in my gratitude for all the good things I have recently. Could be the weather, could be the extra oestrogen, could be transition, could be the sobriety, could be the job, could be finally feeling attractive and loving my new body, could be the good food, could very well be the journalling. All these things are supposed to bring happiness. Maybe I should just admit I have big crushes on about six people at the moment and keep daydreaming about them all. woo. time for some vitamin d uptake. I'll also brave the salvos looking obviously trans cos fuck them.