So my life continues to change. I am far enough in my transition to finally accept what others have told me all along, I'm cute, I'm pretty. I'm no longer self conscious, I have friends and family who accept me. I get correctly gendered as I'm out and about. even in male clothing. I have so much going for me. I'm also however moving back home. Whether this is a good or bad thing I do not know. Money is an issue so I can no longer attempt to live on my own. Dad has agreed. So long as I present myself as "normal". He's the only one who's had a problem so far with me being transgendered. He doesn't want to see all the good it's done for me. Instead he just sees that....I'm a freak. It hurts, but I still move forward. I'm hoping when he sees how confident I am of myself now he'll relax and come to understand me. In the mean time, I'm still alive and kicking.