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

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.

She wasn't a pioneer or a tragic headline. She was just a woman getting ready for work. 28 - Trans - 22 Months Hrt - Just your average...

The morning light hit the mirror in a way that used to feel like a confrontation. Now, at twenty-eight, it felt more like a greeting. She sat by the window, watching the city wake up