Theresa, you're beautiful!
This first picture is from 2013, shortly before I realized that I'm trans. I was depressed and at the end of my rope. It was as close as I've ever come to suicide and that's saying something!
This is a recent picture to my trip to Florida a few weeks ago. Depression is mostly out of my life and suicide no longer comes into the picture.
Odd, I hadn't realized how little my face has actually changed. Not everything is perfect but most of the time I'm content. Often, I'm happy. Wish I had realized sooner, though.
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April 22, 2015, the day of my first face to face pass in gender neutral clothes and no makeup. It may be months to the next one, but I'm good with that!
Being transgender is just a phase. It hardly ever starts before conception and always ends promptly at death.
They say the light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train. I say, climb aboard!
Think outside the voice box!