I'm like a baby

I was talking to a friend at work, and mentioned my age, and then it hit me. I might have lived 45 years on this planet, but in some ways, I'm actually only about two. It was about two years ago that I went to my rape therapy dressed, which has led me to starting a transition. It would explain why everything feels so fresh, so new to me.

Maybe someday, I'll take things like having my hair long or developing boobs, or being accepted as a woman for granted, but it hasnt happened yet, and I kinda hope it never does.