At that point I’m starting to feel ok with being called sir because it doesn’t change anything, I’m still cute I still don’t have beard, estrogen is still penetrating every cell of my body. I feel godly with my androgyny.

I’m not going to stay at home because I don’t pass, I’m not going to be sad and depressed I choose to be happy about everything , happy because of the sun and also wind that damages my hairstyle. , I’m free like a bird and nothing can stop me!