My favorite part of being me? Is... actually being me, the same person I've always been, when everyone that knows about me thinks I'm killing their favorite little girl and becoming somebody completely different. I love the journey I've been through, I love how strong I was to make it this far without cracking, without anybody knowing any of it, but what I love most is that I finally have the strength, the sense of purpose, to get down and get it done. I love my girlfriend for all of her support, and my somewhat simple mother trying her best to understand. I love waking up in the morning, after the dysphoria calms down, and I can just /live./ I love it when my cousins get confused and think I'm some random strange boy that decided to crash their birthday. I love the person that my journey has made me-- I love showing people the real me, now, I love letting those close to me in on these things.
But... I also really love daydreaming about my future. It used to be jealous thoughts, impatience, etc. But now, it's just some warm fuzzy feeling, and an image of a house overlooking a forested lake, my wife on my lap, and the surrogate playing with our offspring in the flowers.