Yes, you’re trans.
Yes, you’re a feminist
Yes, you may be pissed at cis-het-men.
Yes, you may be a cis-het-man
Yes, you may be hate chasers.
Yes, you may be in the chaser stage.
Yes, you my be afraid of the future.
Yes, you may fear for your safety.
Yes, you may love to feel loved.
Yes, you may have desires you feel you may never realize.
Yes, you may crave intimacy.
Yes, you may wonder if you’ll ever have that.
Yes, there are probably a thousand other things I could put down that would describe the fears, aspirations, desires, concerns, hopes and dreams you have. But above (mostly) all, you are human.
You’ll make what people call mistakes (they aren’t). You’ll get triggered, not by what people say or do, but by the stories you make up about what they say or do.
You’ll fail to realize that everyone around you is in the same boat: they’re human too. You’ll judge, thinking you have the moral high ground (no one does).
You’ll wish you had it differently, envying others’ station, while being oblivious to your own blessings and the power you have to change your circumstances, whenever you want, for the better.
You’ll laugh. You’ll cry. While perhaps never knowing what those emotions are about or what they’re telling you.
You will die.
Perhaps before that, you’ll achieve a peace and prosperity born of realizing just how profound a being you are.
And when you do, whether it happens before or after you shuffle off this mortal coil, you will find that all the while, you were doing fucking fantastic.