A lesson from a pot luck dinner

Last night I went to the pot-luck for our trans support group, and discovered something interesting.

We do a little check-in, saying what has been going on since we last got together, and one of the participants spoke, and I found myself hearing myself in her words.

She spoke of feeling like a freak, of struggling with loneliness, and of fearing she would never pass.

The thing is, this girl doesnt just pass, she's gorgeous.

So if someone like that struggles with these emotions, is it any wonder someone like me does too?

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