Busy Bee Project

These were taken in the blissful moments before I ate tapas that gave me food poisoning

Life is full of the most epic comfort and discomfort, and each is just one moment away from the other

P.s. don’t eat free seafood ok?

Part 2: Yum

LET IT BE KNOWN

I talk to more trans, q***r, and enby people in a day than most people do in their lifetime.

And still so often I feel like an imposter, especially in my newly explored place of gender expansiveness, of transness.

I just deleted all my pictures here because it felt uncomfortable to look at so many versions of myself in one place.

Grateful for the past versions of me, and excited to embrace the present version of me without carrying all that baggage along ☺️

Little reminder to anyone who needs it: it’s okay to spend years denying pieces of yourself because you feared them, or felt unworthy.

But you’re ALWAYS allowed to give yourself permission, and you owe no one an explanation of why or how or when you decide to step closer to your truth.

Trans is transient. Identity is exploration.

You’re just you :)

***rartist