28 - Trans - 22 Months Hrt - Just Your Average... -

She sat by the window, watching the city wake up. A few years ago, twenty-eight felt like a finish line she wouldn't reach. She’d spent so much of her twenties waiting for her life to start, convinced that "average" was a luxury reserved for everyone else.

Now, she had a stack of unread books on her nightstand, a job that was occasionally boring but paid the bills, and a small circle of friends who knew her favorite pizza topping and her tendency to overwater her plants. She wasn't a "before and after" photo anymore. She was just a person in the middle of a life. 28 - Trans - 22 Months Hrt - Just your average...

Maya didn't feel a jolt of euphoria like she would have a year ago. She just felt recognized. "Medium oat milk latte, please." She sat by the window, watching the city wake up

She wasn't a pioneer or a tragic headline. She was just a woman getting ready for work. Now, she had a stack of unread books