Farewell, 2016... and thanks

In times like these, when everything is a bit miserable, it is important to realise just how far you have come.

I am not a winter person. Rex (my best mate) and I refer to it as 'f*** up season' because something always goes terribly wrong and usually it's because we get so bored, we end up subconsciously encouraging it to do so just so we can experience some sort of excitement (yes, we are that stupid).

The last few weeks have been pretty tedious and lacking excitement. The only thing to do is college then go to the pub as often as possible so you don't end up just going home and feeling lonely.

Furthermore, as we come to the end of 2016, we look back on all the really bloody awful things humanity has brought upon itself this year.

However, I'll let you know what's being keeping me going. This:

(Oct, 2014, when I came out - Dec, 2016, seven months on T)

Perhaps you may not see much of a difference, but I can't even explain how vastly my life has changed in the past year.

I began the year in the lowest place I have ever been, unable to leave the house on certain days.

Then, somebody taught me that I am loveable, wherever I am in my transition.

Then, a brain tumour-scare was cleared.

Then, I started testosterone.

Then, my voice broke.

Then, I started to pass 100%.

Then, I discovered what I want to dedicate my life to. I've been given a purpose.

Then, I took Cognitive Behavioural Therapy and met some wonderful people. My anxiety has gone from a 10 to a 01 on the scale.

Then, I began to overcome my fear of doing certain things and going certain places.

Now, I have freedom.

Globally, 2016 was a horrific year, but in my incredibly little world (I'm 5'4"), it has been the making of me.

Thank you to my friends and family, this year has made up for all of those years of confusion and self-doubt.

And thank you to my boys for becoming my brothers.

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