Slowly, softly, surely.
Time.
Time is what I need.
Time to slowly gravitate towards more femme.
Time to get used to the changing image of myself, in my own eyes.
Time for my surroundings to adapt without realizing.
A mirror.
A rear view mirror.
A rear view mirror to see that there has been a lot of change already, only five months in.
A rear view mirror and time, to fend off the impostor phenomenon that sometimes tickles my brain.
A rear view mirror and time, to put trust in the ongoing journey.
A rear view mirror, time and life's inevitable progress to accept that I don't have control over all things happening.
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