I just realized that today makes 3 years since I started on hormones. It's hard to believe it's been that long already. If you asked me 3 years ago if I thought I'd make it this far I probably would have said no. I guess at least I have that to be proud of, I made a choice and I've stuck with it. I wish I could say I feel like celebrating, but I realize I've still got so much farther to go. I guess waiting for an answer about surgery is one reason that makes me reluctant to let myself get too happy. My answer to anyone who told me back then that I would regret this one day and change my mind is, it's been 3 years and I haven't. I'm still glad I made the choice to transition, it's the one choice I've made in my life that I know 100% for sure was the right one to make.
Things are looking up for me right now, but I'm still dealing with a bit of depression. I think it's just from me being worried about surgery. I know worrying won't help at all, but it's one of those things that creeps into my mind one way or another even when I try not to let it. At least I have my painting and my photography to keep me busy. I've finished my next commission and started on another, so I stand to make 40 or 50 bucks by the end of the week. I've got another lighthouse request from my grandparents too, I'll do it even though I'm getting a little tired of lighthouses. I did one of cape hatteras for my mom, I didn't put it on here but it's on my website if anyone wants to go look at it. That's about it for now, not a lot really to talk about I guess.
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