Moestache.
It gets difficult when

You are having a good day for self-esteem and you spend the whole day with your family who does nothing but misgender you. I had a good time yesterday at my dad and niece’s birthday party, but being she’d and sistered and forced into “all the girls” pictures, because we have to have segregated photos for some reason, was hard. I don’t feel like one of the girls, I kept thinking “how can anyone look at me and see a woman?” I don’t get it. On another note, I just bought Aeropostale boxer briefs for the first time and I’m in love! They’re fuckin purple, soft and comfortable as hell! End rant.