It’s my ten-year tranniversary next month. A lot of things in my life have changed since then, some good, some painful. But medically transitioning was one of the best choices I have ever made, and I am so much more myself, and so much more comfortable with my identity and body, than I had ever thought possible. Being constantly wary of the terrifying rise in transphobia in the US sure is exhausting, but even so, living in a body that’s *mine* is such an amazing thing. I’m living for myself these days instead of trying to fit myself into the mold of what others think “male” or “female” means. Even if my family and coworkers don’t get it, they don’t have to. I am me, and I’ll be damned if I let anyone else tell me what that has to look like.