Christmas time is simply better for as a woman of transgender experience! May ever all experience the Christmas magic of becoming real! 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🎄

I do the same

We had a big earthquake in Northern California today 7. it was scary but we are all alright in our area of the coast!

I remember that….

Thanks

Glow up

Happy Transition Tuesday, beautiful humans! This may seem like a “hey, look at me” post, but it is more than that for me—much more. It is an opportunity to be vulnerable and share some highs and lows about being a trans woman with y’all! I am approaching the 11-month mark on Estradiol, injecting once a week, 6 months on Spiro, and over a year and a half of being “out” and transitioning socially. I am feeling wiped out from a bad cold that just wouldn’t go away, but regardless of being sick and run down, I am ever so grateful for HRT and my life as a trans woman. I am joyously starting to see physical changes and the euphoria of legally changed my gender my name on many official documents, including my birth certificate, live ID, license, and SSN, brings me such joy. My body is aligning and my name is legally Reyna Cinnamon Coupé! I have so many goals yet to realize on my transition journey, yet every day, every moment, in fact, is an amazing experience and opportunity to drop into a very special physical, emotional and spiritual space. The sisterhood and divine femininity I have allowed myself to step into have created a sense of community and connectedness that I have not experienced until now. I have been met with such kindness from the most unexpected people and places. I still struggle with dysphoric thoughts, emotions and hold this in my body as it expresses as anxiety and self doubt but more and more, I view this opportunity to allow these thoughts and feelings to invite me to lean into even greater levels of radical self-love and acceptance that I try to focus on as I embrace this aspect of my journey. These dysphoric thoughts take shape in my mind and tell me my body is not beautiful and when I look into the mirror, I see so many “masculine” features. My 55-year-old face shows the signs of age and that brings up regret for not “transitioning” sooner. I often think to myself that my lips could be fuller, my hips a wider, my butt firmer, my breasts larger…

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