So I told the military I'm transgendered.
You know, before being full-time that would have scared the shit out of me. But the feeling I felt wasn't of fear, but of liberation. I get it now. I understand.
All that was, all his baggage, all his bullshit, all his emotional turmoil is now dead and irrelevant. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful of the life I lived. I don't regret a moment of it. This isn't a dual-personality situation. Rather a situation of one person becoming another.
The difference is I--not the military, not my emotions, not my past, nor my psychological baggage--gets to decide who I am to become.
To put it simply, I am finally the master of my own destiny. I am free; I am free to grow as Melissa and the price that must be paid is everything was. Some things will mold, some things will transfer, but everything was is now dead and gone, and in place of that vacancy is a being of joy, love, compassion, and unlimited power; Melissa.
I finally love who I am, and I don't regret a moment of it.
-AM
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