I just came back from eating lunch at a terrace restaurant in the main square of a gorgeous dutch town. Middle of the day, in a busy area out in the nice weather, wearing a lovely dress I got from my friend. I have my hair in, I did my makeup, and I know i definitely don't pass yet.

And you know what? I'm Happy and I don't care.

I was so worried about being able to fully pass, so concerned people would see right away I was trans. I'm not perfect, but I'm not broken, and I'm becoming who I was meant to be.

I've been out presenting in my true femenine self for three days. I've traveled by train, visited other cities, met with friends, gone for food and drinks and walks in parks. Maybe I've gotten some stares, but I wouldn't know, I've been too busy enjoying. And the strangers i have interacted with have been incredibly friendly. I am lucky to be able to be in a place as open and tolerant as here, I know too well I could not have done this back where i was born.

So my hair is a mess, my makeup imperfect, but I am out as myself and living life, and there's still so much in this path, new challenges and difficulties, but also great moments like these. And I can't wait!