no but like. there's something so surreal about changing your hair and wearing the kind of clothes you want after a lifetime of pretending you're someone you're not and an even longer lifetime of rediscovering yourself to become the person you want to be and then finally getting to look in the mirror and going wow !!! yeah !!! that's me !!!! i want that someday and i hope everyone who doesn't feel like that yet will too soon

I open tumblr, I press my stupid little reblog button 20x, I disappear.

being a daughter is sifting through leftover scraps at a table that you built

everything just really comes down to how I wasn't a person for most of my life. by which I mean I did not consider myself a person. it made such a profound impact on the way I navigated the world & yet standing on the other side of it I could hardly explain it to you