Eye Feel.
Eye feel like Eye'm finally becoming a person. Eye feel like Eye'm a Frankenstein of people and characters Eye like that's barely holding together, but infinitely more real that the shriveled up vacancy Eye was since middle school began. I feel like I'm just a tangle of jokes I take too seriously, that the effort Eye put in to be me is just playing pretend. I feel like nothing, that I'm pretend. Eye feel that nothing like a siren song, singing that I shouldn't bother.
Eye feel the light in my soul as a better day comes around. Eye feel the tears on my cheeks writing this. Eye feel my breast buds grow tender as they're growing in after 4 months, or 14 years, take your pick. Eye feel the indescribable joy of a group of teens calling me by my real name after only one usage 6 weeks ago. Eye feel the warmth of a dear friend's smile at the theater. Eye feel grateful for new friends using the correct pronouns without effort. Eye feel damn certain going to that clinic was the best choice Eye've ever made in my life.
It's not too late. I Saw The TV Glow. Eye turned it off and made myself real.
