To this day I still question myself. Growing up I'd find myself hijacking my sisters clothing and waiting for everyone to leave the house so I could fix my make up and take a ton of cute selfies before I'd hop into the shower to rid the house of my evidence.
As back as I can remember I'd grab stuffed animals and pretend I had boobs. I never thought much of it. I'd look at Victorias secret magazines but not for the girls, but for what lingerie I'd like. If I could.
To this day I find myself always wanting to transition. But never having the courage too.
So this is my first step. In hopes of having steps to follow, and starting a path of my own. I'm mtf 20 years young, and my name is Harper Jensen.