i think one of the most wonderful feelings in the world is to be seen by a femme, to be gazed at not with revulsion but with admiration, kindness, maybe even desire. sometimes it can feel like the world is against me- i try not to let it get to me, but it does hurt, being seen as monstrous shameful, worthless- especially by other women. i’m especially thinking of the day some strangers were rudely speculating on my gender amongst themselves as if i wasn’t right there, and yet… not long after, maybe even on the same day, this lovely person with such a beautiful outfit smiled at me, eyes lingering for a moment. i’m not a mind reader, i can’t say for sure how the person identified, but there was this moment of i see you, i approve of you, you are wonderful as you are that really stuck with me. i’m grateful for that. i just want to say… thank you, and i hope femmes feel as appreciated by me as i feel by them.




















