I can't pick one, but there's definitely a few that stand above the rest.
- My fiancee, first and foremost. Had she not come along when she did, I'd probably be nothing more than a newspaper article. She found me when I was at rock bottom, and pulled me out of that pit of despair and self-loathing. She's also the one who encourages me to come out to people, to dress up, to feel pretty.
- My best friend Chrystan. Her almost seamless adjustment to the idea of me being female gives me hope. She's currently the only person that treats me as 100% female all the time. Every girl's gotta have a bestie, and I couldn't ask for a better one.
- My fiancee's mum. Her goading me into doing karaoke in full dress that night did a LOT to boost my confidence, and she understands my dysphoria better than most people, because there was a time when she couldn't look in a mirror without wanting to break it because she hated what was looking back so much it hurt her. She went out and made the changes she needed to make to be happy with herself, and she refuses to let me believe that I can't do the same.
- And of course, all the lovely men and women here. No matter if you're FTM or MTF, your stories inspire me to keep pushing against the weight of a world that fears what it doesn't understand, hoping that one day I'll be able to break through.