I think about the line from the Muppet Movie, “there’s not a word yet, for old friends who just met” constantly. Sometimes I’ll hear a song or see a piece of art, and I had just found it, never seen or heard it before, but I’ll be overcome with such intense emotion cause it feels like it’s a beloved memory from my childhood that I never had. Like I just met you, but it feels like I haven’t seen you in years and we’re finally meeting again and I’ve missed you so much. I know “having nostalgia for something you’re just now seeing” is basically “just liking it.” But I don’t know, I wish there was a word for “something I felt like I’ve known forever but I’m just now experiencing it.”

i hold it as absolute truth that being trans is holy. not only because i have found a welcoming home unlike any other in the trans community but because what is divinity if not creation and what is being trans if not creating your own path. transness is not a burden, it’s a gift. life as a trans person is not easy, obviously, and not everyone is going to feel the same about their transness. but to me, it’s a beautiful and expansive thing, meant to be reveled in.

having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer