ME Beginning Me .

Welcome to my life,

I'm starting this blog basically as a diary. I'm choosing this blog as a place for me to write out all of my feelings and document my journey to accepting, discovering and fearlessly becoming me.
This is me, beginning me.

About two years ago (2015) I mentally made the decision to myself that I was going to do it.
I was finally ready to take the steps to start transitioning my outer image into the person I've always seen myself as on the inside. I knew moving to Toronto would allow me to open up. There is a lot more diversity in Toronto then where I was living and I knew I would be able to grow into myself more freely here.

Over the past two years I've started wearing more makeup, which was relatively easy working in the cosmetic industry. I've refined my clothing choices to a more androgynous style and probably the most obvious appearance change would be growing my hair out and accessorizing my hands with jewelry and nail varnish on the regular.

About one year ago (2016) I made the decision to finally tell those closest to me, including my mother and closest friends. It had been something I had thought about constantly, every day and I didn't want to keep it in any longer. I knew that in order to continue with my transition I would need the support from those who loved me. Though I knew my mother would be here for me unconditionally, telling her was probably one of the scariest things I've ever had to do. 

I decided to get a tattoo to mark the stage in my life where I finally opened up to my mother. Honestly, I've always had the urge to get a tattoo but never believe in anything enough to have it permanently engraved into my body, until now. The crescent moon on my wrist meant "New Beginnings" and finally having that inked into my skin meant that I wasn't backing out. 

Once my mother knew, she reassured me everything was going to be okay. She would always be here for me and that gave me the peace of mind I needed to finally make a more permanent step in my journey and reach out for medical assistance. My doctor had never helped any of her patients with transitioning, she knew very little about the subject and decided it was best that I seek help from a specialist in Toronto.

In about one month from now I begin HRT (Hormone Replacement Therapy).  After waiting a year to see the specialist and undergoing multiple blood tests it's only days away.

Finally, I can begin.